Fruit of the GodsA Poem by Judy Ponceby
Deep luscious purple globes.
Dangling sweetly from well-tended vines. Glistening with morning's first dew Plucked gently from fruited stems. Rich scented air wafting upwards. Fruit pressed coolly against ruby soft lips, Then crushed between pearled teeth. Nectar of the sweetest kind Flowing over velvet taste buds. Fructose-laden juices pleasuring the senses. © 2011 Judy PoncebyAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on April 3, 2011 Last Updated on April 5, 2011 AuthorJudy PoncebySwanton, OHAboutI am me. Living life. Learning love. And laughing. A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom. – Robert Frost more..Writing
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