(after Carina Stander)
At night your smile jumps into my heart,
all of the day my heart sings psalms to you
and you do become my shameless Song of Songs
when you are in my blood, the beating of my heart late at night.
Prayers and formularies you do whisper softly
when moments become eternal between us,
sometimes you do name a moment intense sin
when love is spiritual, holy and in the flesh.
[Reference =:"Palm-pas" by Carina Stander.]
© Gert Strydom
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