Herbert Nehrlich Poems

My darling, I have a request.
Would you mind if I held you and pressed
both my lips and my face
to your secretive place
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The infantile word 'infantile'
brings up in me a bit of bile.
The other word (he called it boring)
reminds me of him never scoring
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That day I was in such a rush
I did not see her lovely blush.
How much they blush in the deep South
is quite unknown, but her sweet mouth
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I met you, Sandra on a bumpy road
when I was strolling through a field of poetry.
Was passing and surrounded by much muffled laughter,
while flowers swayed and luscious corn stood watching.
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At first you note a tightness and
your grip has lost its youth.
It comes and goes, at last it stays
you ask for diagnosis.
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I understand what mountains
the frigid wind is blowing from.
All smoke from placid chimneys
must billow in directions pre-ordained.
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Come dance with me
in the wind and the weather
holding fast
we tumble through heather
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I do consider
my poems as my children
I shall not share them.
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Johann Sebastian,
I have been, many times
inside your house.
First with the school,
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Oh, where is my shepherd
when I need some advice
on the words of a poem
'bout fire and ice.
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