K

summer in the vineyard

flowers blooming to release the heart felt pollen
the tendrils hanging on a pole
pollen sticks to my body and my heart's inflammation Is seen
through my toxicant skin
and the Bella sun holds ma Donna up high
how sweet can purple picking be
or even green picking something sweet?
romance rattles the moment in the vineyard
they both live to believe in their love
the vineyard reflects the colour of their love
not a rose but a beauteous vine
©kimbreathe