Muscadine Sweet

muscadine sweet upon her lips
I stray for a kiss upon the pips
I blow....I smooch the die....I roll a four

muscadine sweet upon her lips
I lean and sway my hips
she commands....I mount....the pillion behind her saddle

she nudges the animal and takes me to gamble oak
the forest brings me to my knees I bail off to the heady word she spoke
at the low crotch....the surprise....awaiting aspen growing two trunks!

muscadine sweet upon their lips
polygamy saps camouflage and my head dips
I blow....I smooch the trunks....I suck at rolling a four!

Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist