The Night That The Moon Like A Red Flower Poem by Gert Strydom
The Night That The Moon Like A Red Flower
The night that the moon
like a red flower rose above our heads
you did kiss me the first time,
such a moon can do funny things to a person
as there and then I was smitten with you
and on the sea breeze I could smell gardenia.
That night your eyes did gleam
like stars
while bewitching the moon
did rise higher into the sky
and I wonder if ever again
I will look at such a moon?
© Gert Strydom
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