When You Are Mine (Sicilian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

When in a merciless world you are mine
your kisses are full of apricots, cherries,
and the sweetest kind of red strawberries.
I think of you as ruby the sun do decline

but people are from a virus in quarantine,
the world is full of death and many worries,
while we can buy only the mere necessities.
Still you go to my head like sweet red wine

and your presence speaks to my mind,
does do to me the most amazing things
as only in you I do my soul-mate find,
while with the birds all the angels sing
and you are friendly and cheerful and kind
like a heavenly being without wings.
© Gert Strydom