Nobody Like Her I Have Met Before (Stave Stanza Sestets) Poem by Gert Strydom

Her smile was quick, her anger very slow
and lovely innocent did her bright face glow,
she was a shelter against the first rain,
a sweet girl who seemed to know no pain;
nobody like her I have met before,
she was so very easy to adore

as we met she smiled sweet, caught my glance,
seemed happy in any circumstance
but had a kind of unreal tenderness
and it was not only loneliness
that brought me to her, that made me feel more,
she was so very easy to adore.

So very strange was our first togetherness,
every look being a kind of caress
as if we had known each other quite long,
as if our lives did together belong
her sheer radiance I could not ignore,
she was so very easy to adore.