Sun And Shadows Fall Splashing Over Me Poem by Gert Strydom

Sun and shadows fall
splashing over me while from work
I take a train home
and some of the windows flash at times
half blinding
in a hell hot summer

and at a platform
where we draw in, you come walking along
dressed in a bright summer dress
very far past pretty

and when you climb in
some of the men are smitten by you
like bees around a flower
but you only look at me

and what made you choose me,
to today I still do not know,
just that we were destined for each other.