Clinging to the vine
Ripening in the sun
Breathing unconsciously
Life has just begun
Reaching maturity
With natural ease
Abounding with sweetness
Bruised by a continuous squeeze
Releasing calming juices
Succulent and exhilarating
Lifting spirits joyfully...
Totally inebriating
3/5/09
Theresa Ann Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/icious/
