Love is an aged, fermented grape. Lust is a grape plucked from a vine. An orgy is a grape salad with raisins thrown in for good measure. Let the waiter take the vine and the salad, but hold onto the wine even after the check is paid.
[I dreamt up these lines while thinking about love, lust, and food this morning.]
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Great post 😁
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Thank you so much. We should all enjoy a grape or two once in awhile.
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