Gert Strydom

Veteran Poet - 1,639 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

We Sat Near The Steps (Cavatina) - Poem by Gert Strydom

We sat near the steps of the porch with your hand
touching my own
your eyes sparkled like those of a wildcat;
I have not known
a glance as sweet as a lingering kiss,
saw a small frown
creasing your brow against the bright hot sun
while just being with you were the greatest fun.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 2, 2013


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