Poems ✍️

  08.09.2026
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Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Promises

You whispered softly,
beguilingly
into my ear.
Such silent music,
such promises.
Today I know.
And why you would
not speak
in normal,
unhushed tones.
It simply was
because
they would have heard.




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