On The Screen Poem by Gert Strydom

On the screen the love struck way
that the woman and man
looked at each other with a kind of desire
brought the audience to that moment
when the two would become intimate,
the kind of magic imagery that the camera holds

as if every boy and girl,
every man and women watching
have suddenly become them:
where they are busy undressing,
in a kind of intimacy that is private,
while they are totally aroused
and the audience is caught, fused to them.