You are the girl who is fair,
or sometimes you hair is dark or tinted.
You are the one in whom I do find bliss,
the one that fiercely beats in my blood.
You are the one that do stop my world
and you remain innocent like a young child,
you make me fierce and vigorous and you make me blind,
it's with you that my life gallops through the world.
You are the one that supple and softly lie spooned against me,
the one that takes me to dance in the rain,
do chase me away and then realise that we are bonded together,
you are the one for whom constantly I say pampering words,
you do bewitch me, and enchant me in a blissful trance
and in this life you are to me much more good than bad.
© Gert Strydom
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