While You Do My Mind And Spirit Fill (Sicilian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

People say that only a fool rushes in
while you do my mind and spirit fill
do know me completely in what I will.
When I loose by destiny with you I win.

I believe our love was destined to begin
and you brighten my days when I am ill,
do warm me up in winter's coldest chill,
our intimate relationship feels like sin.

You drive me mad and madly do love me,
each sweet smile brings joy to my heart
and at times life brings its own tranquillity,
of my life you have become the dearest part.
Where we do not know how each day is to be
life comes to a standstill when we are apart.