Rays
rise above
the violet colored dawn
Dapple the dimples and goose bumps of morn
Gentle tinkling laughter
at work
among the vines
Nymphs cut and bend to harvest the crops
nimble fingers filling
baskets of flavor
Smiles
of pleasing contentment
with fulfilling
companionable work
fraught with
coquettish teasing
Older ones softly and robustly vamping
younger ones
in their fresh nubility
Nibbling a grape or two
with lips stained ruby by the rosy fruit
teeth so white
pink tongues lick
tickle
inside
Washed and scrubbed
linen blouses
caress
carefree freed up
breasts
Some dangle with glee
some are small
all
may fill seeking mouths with a taste
piquant
Well-worn cotton skirts
flow about strong
sveltely curvaceous
legs
above crinkling gripping
sandaled
toes
Tossing tresses
tied
or bundled
or twined
smelling of lavender and grace
Flesh warmed and tanned
by the nourishing sun
Bodies hugged and swathed
by the nurturing earth
Going about the day
with emotions
free
to feel
to smell
to taste
Sweating in breezes of harvest time
figures and forms
dripping wet
with the toils of
labor
Dreaming
as their bodies
accept the visions of
craving desire
to reach completion
Nodding
bobbing
laughing
remembering
nights of emergent delight
Soon it will come again
as the drudgery
achieves its culmination
Colorful rays of
crimson colored dusk
delight each child of the earth
and she smiles
at what comes once again
Observing the blossoms of emergent femininity
that open in acceptance
of the kisses of lips to lips
Viewing the dewy organs of precious nascence
that tremble in receptivity
of the tasting searching tongues
Witnessing the shudders of quaking female flesh
that moves with touches
of the tender probing fingers
Harvesting
the love
of woman to woman
spreading widely
joining gleefully
With the ending
of the travail
of the fruitful
well gleaned day