Much Later (Couplets) Poem by Gert Strydom

The inside of your thigh
softly streched over me do lie

where a leg does cross over mine,
you are like a blonde angel lying supine

but I hear you breathing and your soft heartbeat,
your breasts go up and down and I feel your body's heat

where you are so very close to me,
do mutter words in your deepest dreams and life has sanctity.

Where the moonlight falls all over you the moon seems small
and I pray a prayer of thanks to God somewhere in the all,

pray that you will love me when life is upside down and wild
and you passionate woman, do look innocent like a child.