Poems ✍️

  24.08.2026
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Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Cheeky

She was my favourite cousin,
barely ten,
and sleeping over.
I could not rest that night
and paced the hallway.
The door was there
so sudden,
like a welcome apparition.
And well-oiled hinges
let me have a peek
at little Gina's
moonlit other cheek.




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