Verlange

During the winter of 1993, (09.08.1993), I was in my second year at university and a very emotional and sensitive creature.  Life has slapped me a couple of times since, so my skin has thickened a bit and I tend to not get so emotional any more.
However, at that stage, my friend Lizelle, who was also a emotional and sensitive person shared the following poem with me.  We loved it.  Now I just cringe when I read it.  Melodramatic seems to be
the word that comes to mind.
I do not know who the author is and apologize if I am stepping on any toes re. copyright.

Verlange

Om jou lief te hê, is seer en heerlik.
Die verlange na jou swel in my,
Verander my soos die gety,
Skommel en vertroetel my,
Verruk en bedwelm my.

My liggaam word een groot verlange na jou,
elke oomblik is jy in en by my,
is jy 'n heerlike pyn in my gemoed.
Ek dwaal en wonder of my verlange nie
dalk meester word van my nie.

Liefde en mis:  My siel 'n weeskind
wat jou warmte om my soek.
Wees by my of vergeet my
sodat verlange die oorhand kry.

Ek verlang na jou soos die see na die land verlang.
Verlange is onlosmaaklik deel van my.

OK, done.  Now I can throw the obnoxious piece of paper that's been lying on my desk for ages away.
Unfortunately there are more.  I just don't have the time to share them today.  Stay tuned.