Yep, Still Thinking About You Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Yep, Still Thinking About You

Rating: 5.0


I know, I know.
Chrysanthemums do grow.
I've caught the breeze my love
that fans the flames,
a male and horny dove
above the games.

I could not give a wee
about the crap,
but will you send to me
your nectar' sap?

I shall, without due haste
look for your sign
a Google cut and paste,
a single line.

It matters not, of course
they say the thought
is in the Trojan Horse.
Perhaps for naught.

So many years have come
only to fade
inside a shade of rum
and lemonade.

I talk a heavy spiel,
just to impress.
But my Achilles Heel
is YOURS to bless.

I would pay all I own
to make the time
and point ole Baldur's bone
into my wine.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alison Cassidy 13 October 2007

There is something faintly Shakespearean about this poem. It touches the heart and soul of the reader. love, Allie xxxx

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