When You Sleep Poem by Gert Strydom

When You Sleep



When you sleep
with your head on my chest,
I do not know
why the gods chose me
to be such a lucky man.

Sometime somewhere destiny
prepared you for me
and at times,
I wish that I could have
met you much sooner.

When you smile in your sleep,
I ponder on what you dream
and at times it is as if
we have been together,
in another life and time and place.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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