Inside You And I Dance Poem by Gert Strydom

The flames in the fireplace make tongues
and we are dancing slowly
while the candles are burning intimately
and are throwing long shadows

and your eyes glow large,
you look innocent
and it does feel as if the whole world
is laying open before us

and I feel the artery
beating in your neck,
your perfume fills my nose
and there is something very deep
that I do read in your golden eyes.

Outside the branches of the avocado tree
Is beating on the roof
and time is busy
growing its own wings
but inside you and I dance
as if free from all things.