4 marca 2016

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Gert Strydom
Gert Strydom

When from me she is out of sight

When from me she is out of sight
in my innermost mind
her eyes do burn bright
and I do constantly find
 
some thoughts of her, of her great grace,
as if in the depths of my soul she does glow,
as if each expression of her face
I do intimately know
 
and yet at times it seems that I do know her not,
that knowing her breaks my heart and takes a lot
but still the emotions of her eyes
in my inner thoughts never dies.

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