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They are no longer part of me
They are no longer part of me,
your arms, your legs, your thighs
and as far as I can see
although you are lying
spread out against my body
we are now dismantled,
after the passion, the intimacy of love
has passed
we are lying torn from each other
cheek away from cheek,
eyes not anymore focussed
into each other’s
and still we were one
a few moments ago,
(such a pleasurable whole thing)
consisting out of man and women
coming together in a loving act
and now we are two different beings
lying next to each other
while moments pass
and life is again catching speed.
poem
by
Gert Strydom
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