The First Time Poem by Gert Strydom

The First Time



At a time when we were young,
gentle and innocent
and our love wanted more
that just a lingering passionate kiss,
it was searching for greater loveliness,
for ultimate bliss

and spontaneously
you surrendered yourself to me,
in utter innocence,
and we loved passionately for the first time
and your loving was without restraint

and maybe all of life,
maybe the greatest things to it
is caught in memories such as these
and I see your radiance,
your inner beauty
that is still reaching out to me.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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