With every sway of their hips while picking pumpkins, the villagers felt a primal desire awaken within them. When the harvest moon's rays bathed their naked bodies, it was time for the sacred ritual. They lay down on a fresh hay bed, offering their bodies...
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Harvest Stories
Violet Colored Dawn
Each has her own goddess of DawnRaysrise abovethe violet colored dawn Dapple the dimples and goose bumps of morn Gentle tinkling laughterat workamong the vines Nymphs cut and bend to harvest the cropsnimble fingers fillingbaskets of flavorSmiles of pleasing contentmentwith fulfillingcom...
Tension In The Mellowing
Though lovers reach their autumn, their tale will still be told.There's a tension in the mellowing;A striving in the firelight;A beauty in the darkening air;A gentleness in the autumn fury.Aging love, steadfastly kept,Is still a thriving, broad-shouldered youth.Well-worn hearts are entwined in ivy,Bursting with berrie...