Harvest

Standard

Big bellied with burying fruit
The burst of bush in luscious
Rush of blushing bough
Hangs low so ruddy
In rude of ripe and readied
With weighted flesh
To pluck the burst of sweet
Sensations rapt in
This the livid
Taste of love

© K Barr

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