The Stars In The Sky Was Bright Poem by Gert Strydom

Last night the stars
in the sky was bright
and the moon,
was in a sickle shape

The five stars
of the southern cross
twinkled at me
and below them,
the two pointers
was sparkling much lower.

The yellow half moon
was grinning
and your eyes glowed
and shined like pieces
of tigereye quartz
and your smile,
sparkled like a string
of the whitest pearls
in the candle light.

Last night every thing
was much better than
just allright,
when I held you tight
and your lips
were sweet and soft
on mine.

I can still hear
the soft wind blowing
and the charms
playing their own song
and it was more than passion,
that joined us together.