Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 28,646 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

This Summer Has Grown Old - Poem by Gert Strydom

This summer has grown old
when I suddenly found you,
when your eyes looked deep into my heart,
soft like those of a child
and now we are exclusive;
outside the autumn wind is blowing
thoughtless without a motive
as desires wants to devour us.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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