Ripe, Sweet Fruit of the Vine

/ Sydney Stone

I love you so dearly

Ripe, sweet fruit of the vine

The taste of your nectar

The soft curve of your thigh

Let me suckle at your nature

Let me be of your kind

I love you so dearly

The moon of my sky

Transform me forever

Ripe sweet fruit of the vine

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