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Grape Symphony

beneath each heavy bough
the musk of grape vines
heavy droplets
as we lift them 
large grapes 
hang from the arbor
scent the air
as I unbutton you
warm hands
kissing feels again like grape skin
your lips are ripe
male scent released into the night
cry out
in deeper tones than mine
forever love will have the scent of grape vine musk
and you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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