With Our Legs Twisted Through Each Others Poem by Gert Strydom

With Our Legs Twisted Through Each Others



With our legs twisted through each others
I can feel her heart beating under my finger tips
and there is something in her glance that binds me to her
while her fingers caress my face
and her hair is spread over my chest
like autumn leaves
with her fine fingers being like butterflies that flutter.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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