I mean, are you kidding me?!
They’re just grapes, sure, but
more like what every kiss wants to be—
surprising and unpredictable.
Intensely sweet, spicy, too,
and tough, unwilling to be summed up,
making me pucker at the same time
I long for more, something
I happened to find in the store,
but the taste, the round essence, is wild,
unable to be tamed.
It’s enough to make a woman wonder
how she’s never tried this before,
as if the world’s been holding out on her—
and if this new thrill is possible, well, then
what else might be out there for a woman to find?
What fun!
thanks! I am rather obsessed with all things muscadine … whoa. I can’t believe I never knew!
I LOVE THIS!!!! Oh my goodness!!! The Muscadine, a grape so familiar to me – I mean it grows here in Alabama, I grew up with Muscadine vines in my yard! I just love the fact that what is so familiar to me is new to you. (and to expand that into the best metaphor ever!!! – how many things that are familiar to us are new to someone else? and to see that through their eyes?!! How many things that are SO familiar to us can be new again if we really stop to taste them???)
Oh, on and on… I love this! It makes me wonder what new thrill is out there (or in here) for me yet to find!
Rosemerry, you are a gem!!
Love and Namaste
How I love this comment, Augusta. The Muscadine is a new obsession for me, so gamey! Yum!
So much still to discover!