there was blood and tears and the pull of the moon

strange sicknesses and broken hearts

the second generation begged to be let back in

scorning their mother and blaming their father

while Eve laughed in Adam's arms

as their curses fell empty upon ears that knew better

her hair falling over her naked body

a body that had learnt shame

a body that had borne sweat, pain and children

a body that had known Adam and known fear

a body that had learnt to love all over again, shadowing the bruises

a body that loved the taste of Apples and snow

and she remembered in a haze of blinding perfection

that there had been no snow in Eden.