Treasure Island

Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

I Know


I know the perfume that clings to you,
the deeper glance
that sometimes for seconds lingers in your eyes,
the long moment
that we are at times caught in each other,
every breath and gasp
when joy and passion burns the highest
and the tender feeling of your soft hand.

Submitted: Friday, August 02, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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