Poems ✍️

  23.08.2026
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Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Be Still My Heart

I look at you, no words are said,
your cheeks take on a tinge of rouge.
Moist lips now speak their silent words,
come closer, and they whisper more,
the promise that was never made
flows in a trickle from the corners of your mouth,
I shall not waste another beat,
be still my heart, our kisses are for you.




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