Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Warm Thighs Comments

Rating: 5.0

It matters not, my friend to me just who you are,
a reputation of acclaim preceded you,
like Doktor Faustus wearing robes, a modern Czar,
you make me shiver as I feel the secret dew.
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Herbert Nehrlich
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This sounds almost like wistful longing for experience of the past....? Beautifully penned H. Erudite as ever. t x

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Jerry Hughes 05 April 2008

Warm thighs? Indeed men have killed for less...

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Ernestine Northover 31 March 2008

This is so beautifully written Herbert, your weaving of words is incredible. I agree with Flora, a great last line, finishes it off superbly. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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Anita Atina 26 March 2008

Dreamily interesting, wicked writing H Cheers Anita

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Flora Gillingham 26 March 2008

Loved your poem, especially the last line. We all want to be warmed by soft(ish) thighs and extraordinary dreams. Love F

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