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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397468" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Wreath Of Sonnets To A Sweetheart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tonight for the first time I caught your gaze<br>where you smelt roses in a garden, <br>with auburn curly hair hanging down your shoulders, <br>at morning glories trumpeting in strings over the wall</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the window reflected you, caught in bright glass<br>and from the street I saw how lovely you are<br>feelings dancing in your sea-green eyes<br>aware of a unknown secret bond</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but in the morning light you did disappear like mist<br>and when I rose<br>your were just a thought<br>you were already gone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like a pretty withered flower; <br>our friendship came suddenly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our friendship came suddenly.<br>like lightning falling from the blue sky<br>where two people in the great universe<br>are astounded by each other momentarily, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">maybe we knew intrinsically that troubled days were coming, <br>perhaps had a intuition that moments decay with time<br>and for the time that was given to us, we were madly in love<br>like everyone in mankind at times</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as if you came into my life unstoppable, <br>the winter rain of months changed<br>with a unknown adaptability<br>and although you are at times far off and distant<br>you still remain the only one; <br>like two jewels your eyes are shining.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like two jewels your eyes are shining<br>pierced by a bright light, <br>they are oval like olives<br>with the glittering of rainbows</div><div style="margin:10px 0">still they have got the ability<br>to with a own secret language<br>draw my thoughts to you<br>when you bewitch me, full of sunshine laughter and elated</div><div style="margin:10px 0">making the world wonderful<br>as if we are exceptional, <br>as if clouds are writing enchanting words in the sky, <br>the sun is rising over days that just get more beautiful<br>and like two children we find meaning; <br>by our own free will we are incorporated into each other</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By our own free will we are incorporated into each other<br>in ecstasy, recreation and trouble<br>of the small loving death<br>with words that your body writes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your slender body<br>presses tightly against mine<br>and I can feel your heart beating<br>without hesitation driven</div><div style="margin:10px 0">moments are drawing out long<br>we are fulfilled in ecstasy, <br>you drawn me still closer<br>hitting your nails into me, screaming in pleasure<br>as if caught in this single moment, <br>you were twisting from sheer pleasure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">V </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were twisting from sheer pleasure, <br>but why do your eyes bother me<br>when you complete me so perfectly, <br>going deep into my soul leaving an inability? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When this wondrous night passes<br>you stay incomprehensible to me, <br>as if something is missing from my comprehension, <br>that lies between us, something almost untouchable.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still there is sunshine in every glance that you give<br>and an intimate certainty with which you love me<br>as if you trust me with every secret, <br>as if our feelings will never change</div><div style="margin:10px 0">even when destiny foams thundering, <br>when the cold rain pours down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When the cold rain pours down<br>as if there’s no stopping to it, <br>sieving down in a Cape winter in banks of fog, <br>with the wind howling around the corners of the house</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there’s a monotonousness in the noise, <br>days became grey as if stripped from meaning, <br>your smile comes to me day after day to refresh my life, <br>it’s as if you traverse my life the whole time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I realise how fleeting life is, <br>that what we have got is caught in the here and now, <br>in the glitter and sparkle of the moment, <br>where I cannot still draw you near; <br>while you are doing your undressing dance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VII</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>While you are doing your undressing dance<br>my beloved auburn girl, you are standing there winking, <br>while braless you gambol around me<br>catching me in a trance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the sincerity of your glance, the sparkle<br>at times is terrifying as if it maims, <br>as if something gruesome shines in your eyes, <br>spread your web for me without a chance of escape</div><div style="margin:10px 0">let smoke rise from sparks<br>in the temple of my heart<br>and when the fire alarms are wailing and I yearn for you<br>you have already caught me and can be silent, <br>you play your game and I my part to it; <br>glowing lights are radiating in the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Glowing lights are radiating in the night, <br>bringing joy to the dark hour<br>and in my veins power rushes<br>of passion’s glowing fire</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of earthly desires, as if from the ground<br>burning through my blood<br>when your sparking mouth<br>let desires awake in a pouring flood</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and creeping your hand sail over my chest<br>in flaming lust, <br>in the hour of deeper thirst<br>that only lips, hands and bodies can answer to, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it feels as if in emotions we are overstepping the mark; <br>tonight there is a potsherd moon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IX</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tonight there is a potsherd moon<br>as if the moon is breaking in pieces<br>there’s only a piece of it glowing in the heaven<br>and very slowly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it rises in the sky, as if it is following the stars in its orbit<br>where it hangs high as apiece, until the morning comes eventually, <br>showing early morning still against the blue sky<br>until its brilliance disappears, suddenly wasted</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and still it’s as if the moon has enchanted me, <br>with its rays and shadows <br>falling secretly over my whole life, <br>it enchants me with love<br>that I find without fear; <br>when you kiss me a star shoots past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">X</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When you kiss me a star shoots past, <br>you are the sunshine of this summer, <br>you make me mad with passion, <br>as the answer to what my life is yearning for</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and in the dark night<br>when you come and lie <br>somewhat afraid next to me, supple and soft<br>there’s passion that I read in your eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your lips stroke butterfly soft over my mouth, <br>at times only touches my cheek, <br>as if near to holy ground<br>free and never caught</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with eyes at times gleaming secretively; <br>you smell of flowers blooming in spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You smell of flowers blooming in spring<br>fresh, noble and sweet<br>and its as if thousands of streams flows through your eyes, <br>as if a glowing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">is radiating out of them<br>but against your blouse sinful blossoms are showing, <br>an attraction, a stimulation that goes to your loins<br>where all promises, all relationships ends</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as if you are the flower of flowers, <br>out of which all others come, <br>going the way of Eve, with great loving<br>drawing every man, to whom you glance astoundingly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and in this spring you smile at me, <br>as if you can free me from every other woman.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As if you can free me from every other woman<br>with lasciviousness in every step, <br>you are only looking at me<br>and sometimes your eyes radiate like thunder</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and when age come with the years, <br>will fire then still rise between us<br>when our youth disappears into the grey, bended in spent disguise, <br>beginning to show the road to eternity? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will we then still know the meaning of love, <br>when all other things begin to fade away<br>like fog in the brain and memory<br>and will we still dare</div><div style="margin:10px 0">where things now look lovely and heavenly<br>to look past the surface? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">XIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To look past the surface<br>how the terribly strong wind<br>is blowing the winter rain away, <br>one morning I was gazing with moisture blinding me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">while the palm trees were waving around, <br>it was grabbing broken branches, <br>with the water in the distance looking grey in the bay<br>and I was walking unnoticed to your window</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I was wondering if you<br>would look down from the top window, <br>maybe would spot me, if I would be able to get in touch with you<br>and even that gloomy day was lustrous to me<br> <br>as you love me in times of joy and sorrow; <br>now that winter is drawing skeleton.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XIV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now that winter is drawing skeleton<br>with days bending like branches over me, <br>with a few birds rising calling into the air, <br>have I got to miss you, search for you for joy and meaning? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Am I still blinded<br>against the errors that you scream out, <br>where like all others you are caught in this age? <br>Still there’s something in me that wants to find you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I dream right through the night<br>how your slender arms embrace me, <br>I see you in other faces during the day, <br>as if you are close to me<br>and I wonder what to expect of these things<br>while the leaves of the acorn are falling and perishing around me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">XV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tonight for the first time I caught your gaze, <br>our friendship came suddenly, <br>like two jewels your eyes are shining, <br>by our own free will we are incorporated into each other.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were twisting from sheer pleasure<br>when the cold rain pours down, <br>while you are doing your undressing dance, <br>flowing lights are radiating in the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tonight there is a potsherd moon, <br>when you kiss me a star shoots past, <br>you smell of flowers blooming in spring, <br>as if you can free me from every other woman<br>to look past the surface<br>now that winter is drawing skeleton.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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Tonight for the first time I caught your gaze
where you smelt roses in a garden, 
with auburn curly hair hanging down your shoulders, 
at morning glories trumpeting in strings over the wall

the window reflected you, caught in bright glass
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