Only You * Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

I want to go with you,
to see that special place,
where raging sea meets sky
and hot air rises
and takes you
over valleys and small towns,
in huge balloons.
Then we would go inside,
I'd watch you shave your legs
while I could feast my eyes
on all of you.
We then would talk
until no words
would have been left unsaid.
I'd be the closest I could be
to touch your skin,
to breathe your fragrance
and imprint your scent
inside my soul,
and you, while shaving,
would find the time
to drool on me,
I am quite partial to
to saliva just as well.
We'd be remiss not to pretend
that time is endless now,
I'd give myself, in absolutes
to you, you'd have your fun
with little fishies meant for you,
and one bold stalagtite would grow
to welcome me, traveller you dare?
Nothing outside would ever be
attractive in itself, but you
you do command and beckon
while I dwell inside the damp
of the great trusted place.
I have no wishes here,
no tourist spots entice,
it's only YOU I need
and if you're of a mind
to spend your time with me,
I ask you kindly, please do spend it all.

For My Favourite Flower