You are my spring-bride when the cherries do flower
where curls run down your neck,
you are the one that leave me breathless and that do bring me to a halt,
the one who leaves me speechless in any other season,
You are in every dream even when the morning comes,
the one for whom I do look out and of whom I have got to beware,
you are the one that turns my life totally around,
my feelings and love I cannot disguise for you.
In you eyes, your understanding and your soul I am lost
where I long for you right through the four seasons
and from here I would take you far away if I could
as you are destined from God for me
and you do make me happy and also totally scared,
you are my pure moments in the summer-sun.
© Gert Strydom
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