The beauty of poetry touches every end of the globe.
In Simon Strehler’s case, that is Pretoria, South Africa. Better known by the nickname Sie42, Simon writes poetry when he’s not studying, painting, or contributing on WikiAnswers. He modestly views his poetry as a simple way to preserve his thoughts rather than an expression of art. We’ll preserve one of his works in this week’s edition of the Poetry Cafe…
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Buying Time, by Simon Strehler
On the ﬂoor, my head in your lap, your hand ﬁnds mine.
I can feel you breathe.
Iʼve since longed for that.
Your hand runs through my hair,
How did you know?
Another moment, and youʼve buried yourself in my arms
I know what youʼre doing, youʼre just buying time before we have to say goodbye.
As you walk away, you donʼt look back.
I donʼt know which of us is stronger tonight, ʻcause I couldnʼt look away.