Naked Grape

 
A beauty in her complete innocence,
She has an absolute divine presence,

She has remorse on her cheerful face,
She discovers below a bleeding trace,

She is shy to talk about mystery trail,
She discloses it to her mom with frail,

Her mom screams that’s blood of grace,
My sweet baby, you’re at puberty-age,

You bring us destiny and creativity,
Our home is blessed with prosperity,

A moment comes to crush the grape,
Family members gather to celebrate,

She feels within herself a divine rape,
She is a girl called sweet Naked Grape,

She is an innocent beauty in her grace,
She cherishes a dream for her love trace.
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