Eve

Which fruit  
Do you prefer?  
The safe and sweet  
Or bitter sour  
Of the warning threat?  
I like tart  
Pucker my lips  
Sparkling serpent  
Take me on your webbed wings  
And soar me high  
Give me harvest with a zing  
A blazing sword  
And tempting words  
Then grace me with the safe and sweet  
A soothing dessert to calm  
The storm and passion  
Ignited by that knowledge  
Of the good  
And naughty evil  
Take me in the garden  
Once the night has come  
And let us know  
We’re naked  
I, the soul  
Crafted from your side  
be my ride  
Until that tree of life and knowledge  
Are as one  
Until our souls and hearts and bodies  
Collide into perfection  
Come, my Adam
Take my hand  
In our perfect mythical garden of Eden  
I will be your Eve