Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Sleep My Lovely - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

I watch you, as you sleep,
the glow, a rosy hue
of Roman cheeks,
a tiny trickle, as if glued
onto the crease of lips
so red and so inviting,
your hands asleep
in what they call the warmest spot
of living humans,
I wish I could,
and surely would.
I am your guard tonight,
just sitting here,
prepared to be the death
of horny demons,
should they forget their place
and wander in.

I have now put the final cork away,
and opened up the kitchen clock
to rip the living battery
and put an end to it,
the pulse of time.
I shall be happy just to sit
here, by your side,
and dream about the warmth
of you, in all those feather downs.

For Angie

Comments about Sleep My Lovely by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (4/22/2006 2:59:00 PM)

    What a fablous concept - ripping the batteries out of a clock so you can stop the pulse of time and stay in a perfect moment. What a dream world - full of the warmth of love! (Report) Reply

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  • (4/22/2006 8:59:00 AM)

    I wondered why I slept with so much ease last night, and truly do sleep under a blanket of down. :) Thanks Herbert, what a 'beautiful' poem.... and sentiment.

    I love it. :)
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  • (4/22/2006 3:55:00 AM)

    Tender and humorous at the same time indeed, Herbs. Nice to see you smiling again.
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  • (4/22/2006 3:52:00 AM)

    This is a wonderful piece. Something touching and yet humerous. Beyound a simple love poem and one that states oneself. The guarian of treasure.

    Well done my friend. I am a sucker for beauty and you capture it well
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 22, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 22, 2006

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