Those "I love you's" and "I miss you's" was all he said.
He's going to have too, not only say but do a little but more to get a taste of This fruit-
This fine and voluptuous fruit from the Vineyard itself.
He thought it was going to be easy to pick me and put me in the same basket as the others.
Little did he know, I was much more.
I was a girl as sweet as a strawberry on the inside with her outside as smooth and silky as chocolate.
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Poems For The Soul
ŞiirThis is my first time writing a poem on here I hope you like it 😘❤