(after Karen Kuhn)
You are the breath that burns in my lungs,
around you hang my heart's life and death
and my need of you is past great,
you are in my soul and in my mind
and to you I come without any resistance
as you are always with me even in a time of need,
in this life you are my own partner
and against your love I am vulnerable.
You are like cigarette-smoke that makes an impact
where constantly you do infiltrate my being,
without you I do want to withdraw from everything,
where day after day I get more addicted to you
and later I do desire you day and night
where I do discover another world with you.
[Reference:"Jy's Gauloises" (You are Gauloises)by Karen Kuhn.]
© Gert Strydom
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