Crushed
I feel your coolness next to my fingers.
Your roundness excites my thirst buds.
Oh my you need to be crushed.
Your sweetness will exude your love.
You were crushed for me.
Now I can enjoy a chilled glass of wine.
You gave your all just for me.
My thanks to the grapes.
Date Written:6/15/2020
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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