When moment synchronizes with moment <br />when our movements gets a own character <br />we cannot stop the intimate fire, <br />our passion comes blazing, intimate and free; <br />it falls like spring rain on the earth, <br />then there is something binding between us, <br />we are in a world away from the aching.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-moment-synchronizes-with-moment/
