You Are Mine (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

When at night in the heaven I look at the stars
your words do sound caressing in my ear
and I realise again that I do not deserve you
while constantly wonderfully you do charm me.
When with each other we do build a own puzzle
and I smell apples on your sweet breath
while you are embracing me close to your body
as the moon dives away behind the clouds
then I know that I can never leave you,
while big-eyed you do look at me,
lay so soft and supple right here,
you are picture perfect and enchanting
while the moon brings something holy for us
and you are mine and I am your very own thing.