Heavy on the Vine

Now grapes are hanging heavy on the vine,

in valleys neath the blazing summer sun.

and senses yearn to savour fragrant wine

All thoughts are lost and memories resign,

as dreams recall a time of loving fun,

when grapes were hanging heavy on the vine

For love has flown beyond the mortal line,

but feelings say we are forever one,

and senses yearn to savour fragrant wine

Each night I sleep and find that love is mine,

until the dawn reveals the world I shun

when grapes are hanging heavy on the vine

As reflections fall like silver moonshine,

I whisper on the breeze. 'I love you, hun!'

and senses yearn to savour fragrant wine

Those precious dreams in which our souls combine,

exalt the day my life is truly done

when grapes are hanging heavy on the vine

and senses yearn to savour fragrant wine

(C)2009, Jem Farmer