Treasure Island

Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

In that night


In that night we learned
what pain and joy is
and silently we lay in each other’s arms
in the darkness,
until the new day burnt the bright blue open
we were missing
as if we did exist in every moment
and were caught and trapped in each other.

Submitted: Thursday, August 01, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 01, 2013

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