If Ever That Which Is Between Us Dies
If that which is between us which is holy
shivers and dies and with me you are through
there is one thing, that I beg which only
I am asking, in sincerity of you
that about our bliss, our trust and about us
to no one you give any kind of absolution
and talk about many others if you must
but on me do not take this retribution.
Keep that which is between you and me
to yourself, as something not to be said
and give to my sincerity some dignity
if our lives go separately ahead,
let there be sanctity that our feelings retain,
which you do not to a lover have to explain.
poem by Gert Strydom
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