You are my sunshine in the season march,
You are my grapevine, you and I in match;
Enchanted by your nectar,
To sip, I am love letter!
You shudder. Is it welcome or reproach?
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Your love, the red bracts of Bougainvillaea in a vineyard //// And it has a colour and a taste as that of azymous red vine///// Excellent poem.....10/10...
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