Wishes Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Wishes



If wishes had flippers I'd certainly flip
salty kisses (true rippers) on each ruby red lip.
If wishes were swallows I would fly to your nest
I would hide in the hollows for a look and a rest.
But if wishes were futile and sweet words never heard
I would dream of a nubile and delicious young bird.

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Forum rebutt: I’m going now because wishes are delusionary And I’m too fragile to get caught to hang on wary I’m sick of running, hiding and being very sad I wish they’d just commit me and diagnose mad

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