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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2289078
We love and we love and we love until.....it withers away.
There was a woman in the sticks
Whom I loved through the grapevines.
She wrote letters that drove me
crazy from the mainland.
She danced on top of daisies
and swayed through thorns.

No hell would know our love
And went envying were those of spite.
Still, I was new as she was New
And our Grapevine guided well.
For those covetous of heart found no ground.

I adored her as she did me.
Sweet and untamable as she was
We settled down slowly by the shores of the sea.
Through the Grapevine came to our pleasantries

Then the north wind rolled down.
Softly spoken and ailment based in stride.
Temptation to the soul stole her away.
Welcoming her and her Kingsman to their Mastaba.
For years, over the moon’s soft beams
I wandered without dreams.
The sun, ungainly in its rays
Could bare no soul.

And soon, by all cries, I would join her
My love under the night sky
Across the mainland
Side by side
Underneath our Grapevine
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