(in answer to I. D. du Plessis)
Where now I still do love you,
I cannot fabricate my love for you
and a previous wife wanted to be my mistress
but it's the treason of such a thing that I fear
and still I pray you back into my days,
but even where from the past I know the worst,
I cannot deny you and our love,
where I want to start a new life with you,
I cannot fabricate my love for you.
[Reference: "Nee, liewer die dood wat skeiding heet" (No, rather let death bring the separation" by I. D. du Plessis.]
© Gert Strydom
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