It Was Just There Poem by Gert Strydom

It was at the dance floor
under the Neelsie,
where I saw her sokkie
and every movement
was perfect.

When she walked to me
her long blonde hair,
was made in a French plait
and I was captured by her bright blue eyes.

There was something especially beautiful to her,
but suddenly my feet were made of lead
and I could almost not speak
or even move.

From somewhere she knew,
maybe out of another life
or another time,
that we were destined to dance.

Of sokkie I knew nothing,
but along with her
every movement was just there.

[References: Neelsie= Stellenbosch University’s Neelsie student centre. Sokkie= ”a Sokkie is a social dance with a partner. The word sokkie refers to the way people dance in their socks, without shoes. This is not always the case, but this type of dancing is always called sokkie. Folklore has it that this type of dancing was taken from the American style: Sock-Hop”]