16 february 2012

poetry

Gert Strydom
Gert Strydom

Into the depths of you I fall (quintella)

The small candle flickers on the wall
while shadows make us somewhat tall
your eyes gleam shining in the night,
outside it is golden moonlight,
into the depths of you I fall.

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