(for Annelize)
When smiling at you I nod my head,
read every word from your lips
that are painted inviting ruby-red
and feel the softness of your fingertips
then you are more than lovely to me
where you are rapturous starry-eyed
and a true angel in you I do see
of whom all self-conceit has died
and in life you do not play a part
as your true self I do really know,
I do know the feelings in your heart
while with radiance you do glow
where to me a single kiss is bliss
in the very way that life together is
© Gert Strydom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gert, such a lovely write...10+++