a fruit to be harvested

its color bright

its skin shiney

full of earths vitamins and nutrients
tempting is the fruit
tempting is its taste
so so tempting is the desire to take
a seasons rain
a seasons sun
from clouds to wind that blows
to hot and arid sun
the roots have run deep
the roots have seeked refuge
deep deep inside the crust of earth

 her splendor is in the time
 her juice is of passion
her taste  is of lust
she bares her fruit to only the deserving
not many have deserved her fruit
but many have tasted
a gift from the gods
her nectar runs
his tongue devours
his fingers grip
his manhood reached

her fruited tree will only bare so much
his man hood pulses for her
she takes him in
 she shows  her love
she leads him into her
he follows
rigid
meets soft
dry greets  moisture
rythem followed by absorption
a seed is planted
a stream is layed
a puddle grows the sound is loud
the end has come
the beginning has started
the union complete
the taste
the scent
the feeling
the sound repeated
the entry hard
the movment violent
the rythem eratic
the pulsing
the grinding
the sweat
the groan
the explosion
the eruption
the overtaking
the delivery
all on time


to taste the fruit
to enjot the seasons labor
to consume her fruit
is to consume her love
to consume him
is her love
the fruit
will grow
and grow again
who will she allow to taste her fruit
next