Oh My Tomato Mine

ruby red tomato mine I visualize an hour to dine on a juicy, moist and fruity shrine that sports a scarlet red-faced shine kissing crimson sculptured skin a feast awaits this cherub’s grin gushing juice drips from my chin garden grown flavors are home again mouthfuls harvest a sumptuous eat delicate flesh is tasty sweet daily the tomato is a smiling greeter for a famished ravenous zealous eater picture spheres that neatly entwine cherry red tomato mine I have plucked from a gifting vine licked rosy tinted flesh that quenched me with refresh