Love And A Grape |
| by Vinny |
A blossom in the sun,
a budding growing singularity,
tended everyday with care,
soon to be chosen, and
savored as a fine wine,
an inebriating liquid yearning
to overflow.
Then, at its peak, overlooked -
its essence never to be tasted,
withheld from parched lips,
left to become a raisin.
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