vineyard sanctuary
By WillowRose
vineyards dead sitting in the breeze cool as a butterfly window starring into my eyes vineyards dead cross legged high it seems the grapes are none tomatoes hiding from my teeth flowerbeds blooming colorful dreams 'la vista ka madecon de tiajuana el matedor un etto la vigneto pace nonno mia' beauty in silence around silent beauty breezy soft aroma wisp of wind eyes of the world with strong visions vineyards dead imagine the bliss euphoric sunrise Venus blows a kiss under the garden my love i do missWritten November 30th, 2001 © on Nov 30 2001 01:40 AM PST other
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"vineyards dead sitting in the breeze..."