Poems ✍️

  11.09.2026
  22


Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Spent

The scent now lingered strong,
as silence claimed their space,
all spent, a flaccid schlong
still undisputed ace.
Like freshly fallen snow
white flakes descend to stay,
as little rivers flow
toward a distant bay.




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