Your Smile, Your Touch, Your Glance (Cavatina)

Your smile, your touch, your glance flowers in a
eternal spring,
there is a kind of radiance that comes
to everything;
constantly a hidden, holy, message
keeps whispering
while great joy you bring with your own presence,
to my life you are bringing the essence.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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