Love Poems

There's nothing like love to inspire poetry. In my case, Afrikaans poetry. One that should go down as an eternal classic, I think, is this one that I wrote for E. when we were engaged:

Ek kan nie kla nie
Ek het Ester Sizani

Every day, I contacted E. by phone: an SMS, or a call. But one day I lost my phone (or so I thought -- in fact it was in my trouser pocket all along). I thereupon composed this poem, which I am trusting to become famous: 
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. . . Ek het my nooi verwaarloos
. . . . . . My selfoon was in my sak
. . . . . . Ek het vergeet ek het dit gepak
. . . Maar ag selde word sy boos
. . . My liefdevolle roos
. . . Ek kan nou net hieroor bloos