You, My Love Are The One

You, my love are the one
whom I had dreamt about
for many years while shedding many tears
that in my awakening was always gone,
but now you know me inside out.

You are a warm welcoming for a wanderer
who had roamed the deserted desert
and in the acrid wastes
suddenly I came upon
an oasis with water and trees
and some greenery

where with humility and openness
like in the first primal deed
you with sincerity loved me,
creating a little Eden of our own
a place where all worries are gone
and every little seed,
every word and deed
sprout out in abundance
to flower and bare fruit.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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