(in answer to Marié Bomerus)
When at night you lie cosily spooned against me,
when I feel and softly hear your heartbeat
then there are words that you whisper
and another intimate intense night starts,
in such moments memories are made:
you do beat as part of me inside my blood,
when your lips do burn fiery and soft on mine,
you body do glow with an inner heat,
this experience goes beyond body, soul and the mind
where I know that God's angels do protect us
and when I turn around your arms do surround me,
I do feel your sweet breath soft over my cheek,
while light and shadows slide past on the walls,
and the moon hangs yellow-gold in the night-sky.
[Reference:"Wanneer jy sydelings snags" (When on your side at night)by Marié Bomerus.]
© Gert Strydom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful poem....dear friend....love