Ballade Of A Man In Love Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Annelize, in answer to G. A. Watermeyer)

Your eyes do tell an ancient story,
do remind me from when Adam was lost in Eve,
do shine with the same intimate and intense light
and your image do return to me a thousand times,

Chorus:
I am smitten with you,
do view you different than others do you see

with the beauty of your face
and from my young days my feelings for you are sincere
as if destiny does destine our being together,
as in my humanity you are always somewhere present,

when your lips say against mine barely audible things,
when your fingers do lie tenderly on my heartbeat
and it's as if your pulse is beating together with mine
in a language where the blood wants to have a own woof,

where your lips and mouth do wordlessly understand the words
and soft and shining and tender, wild-berry red and ripe
do express feelings and do share your own humanity with me
and time and again half-unwitting you do constantly stir me,

where constantly I do yearn for you and long to be with you
as God Himself have turned the suppleness of your flesh
over your limbs and body and the rounding
of your femaleness and we are from the same spirit and soul,

as you are like Eve to Adam the first woman to me
and years ago you did seduce me with your eyes and smile,
did touch the deepest depth of my soul and flesh
and now for many years I am far past falling in love,

but sometimes love is a bitter glass that does burn to the inside,
in the body, soul and mind
that does fit into being human and into life like a puzzle
but it also has a glorious other side,

where lovers do really understand and know each other,
in elements that are far too holy and deep to pen down
where joy, bliss and pleasure do come to their fullness
and like this I do want to win your heart as my partner, companion and wife.

[Reference:"Ballade van die dronkparty" (Ballade of the drunk-part and party)by G. A. Watermeyer.]