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With Eyes Far Greener Than The Sea

With eyes far greener than the sea
she looks at me and there is some tranquillity
when she folds her hand round mine in trust
reminding me of purity, of a white lily

and Madonna-like is the sanctity of her heart
while even her smile does sincerity impart
and a kind of peace descends between us,
while I realize that nothing can draw us apart

even when her spirit burns in a kind of rebellion
when in anger she sometimes talks in aversion
there’s still a secret understanding
and every gesture, every mood is just a diversion

from admitting how much she loves me
and when she is in act and will free,
even in raging anger
she remains lovely.

poem by Gert Strydom
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