Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 16,043 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

That Set My Soul Aflame - Poem by Gert Strydom

Your hair was full of curls
in the candlelight as we danced,
and I felt your hot body
pressing caressing against mine
and your golden eyes sparkled
much brighter than the stars.

In the moonlight
every thing was magic
and your perfume
was enchanting as from
an ancient secret recipe
and you had me entranced,

with long sweet kisses
that set my soul aflame.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009



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