Blushes Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Blushes
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
could not because it had been red
since early days, so it, instead,
did point its lips to send a kiss
I promise that I shall not miss
the blush when next it does appear.
A woman's blushes do endear.
Nice one Herbert...............such a smooth talker. Sincerely, Mary
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4/19/2024 2:26:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love red lips and red blushes, anything red go's well in bed, it is said i hope i'm not misled, that i would really dread Warm regards AJS