When You Stop Your Last Kiss Poem by Gert Strydom

When You Stop Your Last Kiss



while we spend moments in bliss
trembling will our hands be
at moments such as this.

In the depths of your eyes I will see
a type of sweet tranquillity
and I do wonder if moments can be
again like this for you and me?

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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