When I Was Young, I Were Caught Poem by Gert Strydom

When I was young, I were caught
by your dark brown hair, your deep dark eyes
and I were smitten by your smile and the dimple in your cheek,

I believed in your beauty and nobility,
I was like a brother, but more than in love
by your dark brown hair, your deep dark eyes

and you were the most beautiful of all women to me
with a beauty coming from somewhere deep.
I was like a brother, but more than in love

and whatever you did you were pure like a flower
and I knew that you were wonderful
with a beauty coming from somewhere deep

and sometimes I longed for you.
When I was young, I were caught
and I knew that you were wonderful
and I was smitten by your smile and the dimple in your cheek.