With an easy lucidity together we went to bed,
with eye catching eye, a kind of sheer tenderness
a pathway of clothes marking the way.
As we entered the bedroom
very view words were expressed
in that urgency that was totally overpowering.
Our need was so great for each other,
while touching and kissing went to bliss,
to a kind of true happiness,
a earthlessness where time and reality
rocked suddenly to a standstill
in the desperation to overcome separateness.
© Gert Strydom
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