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Oh Grapes!

Dear Sweet Grapes,

Can you be more perfect? I doubt. Just looking at you is pure joy, the soft roundness of your body, tender and smooth, your silken skin enveloping the juiciest, most delicious flesh. If I didn’t know your taste, I would fail to imagine the deliciousness. Had I only looked and held you, never once tasting you until one special time, that moment would freeze in my mouth as the sweet surprise of your taste would stun and mesmerize me.

You are just as gorgeous on the vine with a lyrical beauty blessed only to creepers such as you, your tender green curls are captivating resemble those falling of the forehead of the Greek goddess of beauty, your leaves, so perfectly carved that the sharp edges pronounce poetry.

Oh how beautiful you are dear grapes and how sweet is your taste!

As I pop you into my mouth,

Me.

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This entry was posted on July 20, 2012 by in Love-Letters and tagged .

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