Woman (Iv)(Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Annelize)

The sea streched out into the endlessness
as if it is without an end and a beginning,
the saltiness was in your hair and on your skin
where you were picking up shells on the beach one by one,
when the daybreak there in the distance with the far perspective did astound,
where the sun draw a line to eternity while it was rising
where I looked at you, did scout you with my eyes,
where you were drawing a silhouette against the sea and land
and I did realise how deep and serious intense I do love you,
where I though about the ways of love
you were innocent, happy and full of trust like a child
and your hair was rustled by the beach-wind,
that someone like you does come once into a life
and are unparalleled still do turn around and around in my thoughts.

© Gert Strydom