(for Annelize)
When early in the morning you do take my breath away,
do sneak deeper into my heart with your bright laughter,
when the plovers outside do twitter and then scream,
when the sun looks at us, and at the world with its red eye
it's as if everything does fold open before your lovely smile
and your walking away and coming back reminds me of a lion
that silently does sneak up on the tired antelope
and there far away in the long grass stand still
but last night's rain makes the flowers jump
when you do stretch out and cosily against me find your resting place
do look at me with antelope-eyes from which the sun radiates
when the birds twitter and sing songs of praises to God
and there is something more and greater than love between you and me
when in you I pour my life out and am lost.
© Gert Strydom
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