You were like a angel surrounded with sunshine

In the pool of the fountain
the sky reflect cobalt blue
and shadows fall over the inner court

and there are images sprouting up
whirling in my brain about you and me
in the pool of the fountain

and you were like a angel surrounded with sunshine
and dripping wet we embraced each other there
and shadows fall over the inner court

and even the wind blows with a chorus
and there are pure white lilies that I look at,
in the pool of the fountain

and the time with you was noble, was totally pure
or so everybody was thinking and we kept the countenance of it
and shadows fall over the inner court

drawing the two of us, line after line
and the sky is now reflecting dull blue
in the pool of the fountain
and shadows fall over the inner court.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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