A grape gathering not on the vine.

From the wrath of grapes

poured pain or pleasure

on those who were tempted.

Releasing bottled thoughts,

fermenting minds,

free of inhibitions

they....

could no longer hide

behind their vine leaves.

With the elixir now opened

a teasing wraith of a sweet aroma

engulfed the air capturing those

against a backdrop of cheers

and a clash of glasses.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ah, Adam and Eve get a second chance....but they blow it again, eating the forbidden fruit.
Some habits are hard to break.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

indeed j, thank you for your words.