(for Annelize)
In your walking I watch your flowing grace
and you are so lovely that I can take you any place
I see the look in your eyes the glowing of your lips
and there is electricity in your slender finger tips
your mere presence makes my heart race
with a kind of fire that very few people discern
and in myself I can feel you deeply tenderly burn,
you fill my head, my heart and in me every space
and you are so lovely that I can take you any place.
© Gert Strydom
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