When something in the dark depths of your eyes smoulders (Terzanelle)
When something in the dark depths of your eyes smoulders,
burning like a living thing
while you pull your blouse over your shoulders
making a scene of the undressing
a flame awakes in me
burning like a living thing
and in your beauty I see
your humanity that shines through.
A flame awakes in me
and in a way every lovely girl is perfected in you
and when passion awakes in your heavy nipple
your humanity that shines through
makes tender feelings of protection ripple
with their own heat
and when passion awakes in your heavy nipple
you make my life complete
when something in the dark depths of your eyes smoulders,
with their own heat
while you pull your blouse over your shoulders.
poem by Gert Strydom
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