I Shall Not Leave Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

I Shall Not Leave

Rating: 5.0


Exhausted now I lay,
spent to the marrow of my bones.
I rest with you.
Then, when our robin sings
we taste of Eden's fruit
and,
once again
we spread defiant wings.
I talk of depth
while you encircle me
you drool,
and satisfy my greed,
I shall not go
until
the reaper comes for me.

Saturday, December 27, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: greed
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fay Slimm 10 January 2009

In my humble opinion this is among the best of sensual love poetry. I just had to read it over again - - it is suave, it is effervescent, it is masterly in it's compostion........ enough......... and a top mark ffrom Fay.

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