Just Give Me A Reason To Tell You (Sicilian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

You are in my heart, spirit and soul
and now I wonder what did you and I
before we knew of love that cannot die,
that nothing does its magic control,

that it makes two broken persons whole,
carries the same intense serenity as the sky.
Together with you past our weekends do fly
where days go as if to life there isn't a goal.

You look at me and I look back at you
and between the two us there is so much
that stays unspoken and I have not a clue
and it encompasses this, that and also such
but there is perfection in the things you do:
you heal my brokenness with your touch.
© Gert Strydom