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Fruits of Love

My love tastes like strawberry wine He is made from fruit of my mind I prayed for his chocolate divine Kisses so engaging one loses time My love smells like frosted rain Dripping intoxicating like pink champagne I could never leave you I am trained To be loyal and true to your gain My love feels like silky cashmere Warm and charmed beige no fear Disarming you as you hold me near Alarming a heart that the one is here Blueberry breath upon my neck Making me so satin soft and wet Blackberry touches stain my dress Fruits of love oh so blessed

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Hilda Greenhough

Date: 1/30/2024 9:50:00 PM

Captivating. I liked hearing this dedication to a loved one. Best wishes, Karen.

Karen Jones
Date: 1/31/2024 12:38:00 AM

This one is fictional as my suitor and I have yet to meet in person though we reside on opposite USA coasts we call and share creative energies. Thanks Hilda

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 1/30/2024 7:42:00 PM

Lovely poem Karen. Striking imagery.

Karen Jones
Date: 1/31/2024 12:36:00 AM

Jerry you are kind to say so thanks

Silent One

Date: 1/30/2024 12:27:00 PM

Hope it is not forbidden love lol.. Love how your poem celebrates the multifaceted nature of love as a sensory experience, blending flavours, scents, textures, and colours to evoke the depth and intensity of romantic affection. Through its lush imagery and heartfelt expressions, the poem invites readers to immerse themselves in the intoxicating beauty of love's embrace.

Karen Jones
Date: 1/30/2024 1:07:00 PM

lol! Thanks for reading and I usually kiss and tell but this time it is fiction