courtesy of Pinterist


wom: Sept 1 /’19 : vine


I wound da vine
around your breasts
and kissed the petals there.

I poured da wine
into the flute
and sipped the warmth in there.

You are divine
and firmly made
my pillar always there.

( All rights: Poland)


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. davidlharrison
    Sep 02, 2019 @ 11:37:11

    Jeanne, I never thought I’d care for a tattoo, but this one is making me think . . .


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