In my sky at velvet nights you are my new moon
and your eyes and your mouth are calling me.
You are mine in this night of warm sweet breaths
and in your mind my infinite dreams shape.
The depth of my soul colour your eyes
My sweet smile is honey on your grace.
oh reaper of my evening come,
how solitary I am believe you to be mine.
You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the sky,
oceans, and the wind hauls on my grass-widowed door.
Hunter of the depths of my emotions, your plunder
stills your soul regard as though it were ours.
You are taken in the beauty of my spirit, my love,
and my rhythms of music are as wide as the airwaves.
My love is born on the shore of your eyes of crystals
In your longing of love the land of dreams begins.
I am always waiting for your golden magic sand
to take me to our magic forest in another land.
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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