Eve's Beauty Walks
Amid the fields of Paradise, Eve walks to guise,
cause sightly shapes, adorned by blossoms to entice,
and gracefully her fingertips, but still unwise,
caress the apple 'mong the leaves; she lifts her eyes..
..she lifts her eyes to flash and stare inside his mind
deep in his eyes she fires his soul, she burns his soul;
she tastes a bite, in dreamy dance to wave and grind,
becomes his goal and laughingly, a burning coal.
With rushing blood, approaches he, her silken lips
his onset streams and fortitude tastes moaning sips,
beatitude and rustling brook - the drops of rain
amazing truth reveals salvation while she strips!
- - -
Amid the fields of Paradise, Eve walks to guise,
cause sightly shapes, adorned by blossoms to entice,
and gracefully her fingertips, but still unwise,
caress the apple 'mong the leaves; she lifts her eyes..
- - -
..the serpent whipped, biramous flung, fast lashing tongue,
elastic coil, he slid amidst the leaves of dew;
transformed their kiss to venom bite that painful stung,
it was the sinners' time when both the Gates passed through
© G. Venetopoulos 10-26-2013, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic Hexameter)
Amid the fields of Paradise, Eve walks to guise,
cause sightly shapes, adorned by blossoms to entice,
and gracefully her fingertips, but still unwise,
caress the apple 'mong the leaves; she lifts her eyes..
..she lifts her eyes to flash and stare inside his mind
deep in his eyes she fires his soul, she burns his soul;
she tastes a bite, in dreamy dance to wave and grind,
becomes his goal and laughingly, a burning coal.
With rushing blood, approaches he, her silken lips
his onset streams and fortitude tastes moaning sips,
beatitude and rustling brook - the drops of rain
amazing truth reveals salvation while she strips!
- - -
Amid the fields of Paradise, Eve walks to guise,
cause sightly shapes, adorned by blossoms to entice,
and gracefully her fingertips, but still unwise,
caress the apple 'mong the leaves; she lifts her eyes..
- - -
..the serpent whipped, biramous flung, fast lashing tongue,
elastic coil, he slid amidst the leaves of dew;
transformed their kiss to venom bite that painful stung,
it was the sinners' time when both the Gates passed through
© G. Venetopoulos 10-26-2013, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic Hexameter)
