Love abounding in sweet fruity vines
it's singing a Parisian song
written about love longing in cherished tempo
sounding its vineyards
dancing on windy waves
climaxing its fruit
on table tops

Twinned on poles legume tentacles
likened to arms wrapping upwards
doing a roundabout twisting pole dance
in motion only meant for time lapse
escaping in quiet aesthetic persuasion

Loving earth matrix holding tender
its children of the vineyard
feeding offspring its nutrients
by cupping its rain
besides earth mother holding upwards,
on stake-poles,
vines to kiss the sun
and give forth indulgence to mankind

Sweetness to be consumed in future
consumption in redness upon palates
of delightful caressing of fruity Bacchus charm
Delicate collision of evening glasses under moonlight as two
delicate glasses Klink to the sound of  salud
while lily shaped glasses cradling the gift of the loving vinyard
Embracing delicate taste buds and submerging
austere social protocol into libido desire of love