Your Sentinel Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Your Sentinel
I love it much, the little sentinel,
it wears a hood of silken pink,
if punishment would be the friggin Hell
I'd stay on site and send a connaisseur's own wink.
It does not mind to have its hood slipped down
for purposes of carnal negligée,
the silly grin you see says, get me, see (?) no gown.
I am the guardian of the Royal Passageway.
Friday, August 8, 2008
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