Loving….long…curved….vines

Grapes fresh and ripe

Dark purple, that’s how I like them

Each one I taste individually

They look the same

Pussy is there main thing

Grapes on a vine

Like men

Thirsty but juicy…….but waiting

Enjoying each of them

As they were my new thing

They taste the same

But this last grape, has me waiting

The day of picking was something special

As it’s the same as his birthday

Dark grapes are my new thing

Juicy

Not green thinking I’m after one thing

Eating this last grape slowly

I want this to last

Cleasing it by spitting

Letting it experience me

I want this to last

As it’s pleasing

His seeds present something differently

Hopefully he is the one for me