The First Time That We Met Poem by Gert Strydom

The First Time That We Met



I should have known
that you will bring more than just friendship to me;
in my blood
there was a tingling that suddenly did come,
a bright radiance
shone from your face with a kind of holiness
and eternally I could adore you.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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