Before the Final Darkness

Before the final darkness
I want to forgive you for every wrong thing,
making you the centre-point of my life,
I want to know that what we have is really love

and to you this is not a secret confession,
that you enrapture me, making my whole body shake,
sometimes letting me feel as if I am gliding on my feet,
that daily I miss you desperately

and already time is drawing its line through our lives,
our bodies are already overwhelmed by age,
although it feels as single moments are still lingering,
you are the core between all the details,
the one that astounds me matchlessly,
who can determine the direction of my life in only moments.

(For Annelize)

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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