In Eden

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Let’s make like Adam & Eve and meet

              in the garden

We’ll slow dance beneath the trees and 

entangle ourselves 

in the fruit 

        of the vine

both still divine

We’ll carve our initials into the 

              tree 

               of 

              life

and harvest from it all we can

Our blood infused with the 

sweetest of sugars

until it turns to acid

in our veins

Burning so good 

we don’t know if we’ve reached 

ecstasy or

                hell