You say that love like ours is eternal

You say that love
like ours is eternal
and I wonder how
to let moments stand still,
as if they never can pass on.

You embrace me with fire in every kiss,
with a look in your eyes
that does magical things to me.

You tell me that now
for the first time
you know that you are living
and I feel the pulse beat in your breast
under my fingers
while your nipple gets hard

and your bright blue eyes
are exceptionally beautiful
while you throw your blonde locks
with a movement
back over your shoulder.

When you walk away,
leaving a picture for my eyes,
your perfume still stays with me
and I know how happy I really am

but a few hours later
your are forever gone
and the decision
has been taken by destiny for you
and the angel of death
keeps avoiding me.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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