When From Me She Is Out Of Sight Poem by Gert Strydom

When from me she is out of sight
in my innermost mind
her eyes do burn bright
and I do constantly find

some thoughts of her, of her great grace,
as if in the depths of my soul she does glow,
as if each expression of her face
I do intimately know

and yet at times it seems that I do know her not,
that knowing her breaks my heart and takes a lot
but still the emotions of her eyes
in my inner thoughts never dies.