If we must talk in simple open honesty

If we must talk in simple open honesty
about the feelings between you and me,
then at times the senses draw on swarming quarrels
to reach a kind of sheer intimacy.

The intellect reaches for much more than language,
draws to the ultimate bond of soul and body
while in the aftermath we take courage,
while longing much more closer to be

but still we love in a proper way
while passion, love and our relationship
lingers very painful day by passing day
while we feel that we can just let slip

of decent morals and yet we stay true,
while waiting for the time that is due.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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