If what we have does surpass life and death, <br />if nothing could the essence of its presence remove, <br />if you are part of me and present in every breath, <br />then eternally it may stay as our own true love, <br /> <br />when not the smell of a flower or honey are as sweet, <br />when no other I can ever anywhere find <br />in the street or wherever I another meet <br />then you do fill my body, soul and mind. <br /> <br />When your commitment goes further than the body's bliss, <br />as daily with kindness and forgiving our relationship does resume <br />then there is a kind of magic in every kiss, <br />then there is something special that last past even doom <br /> <br />as daily new life and strength does come <br />when I call your heart my home.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-i-call-your-heart-my-home-english-sonnet/
