I laid my eyes upon the fairest maiden,
whose heart had been tainted by the demands of that man Adam.
I watched her from afar as she spent her days in the garden of Eden.
They say this place has been drenched in honey, laden with roses and petunias, every tree dripping with the sweetest berries.
But the tales do not tell how Adam uses Eve for his desires.
Each night his body does its bidding until she is thrown away like the meat that the 'almighty God' has assigned her to be.
She patiently waits for Adam to hurl his commands at her.
But I watch her weep from beneath the trees when she is alone.
I come down from the tree and plead the love that I wish to give to her.
We meet every dusk and dawn, where I read poems to her and kiss upon the sweet canvas that is her body.
My lips teach her body to moan, and she teaches me the love that is a woman.
One night as the sun is setting, I offer her an apple that will take away the barriers of our love. In the Garden of the false god, love is a binding duty between a woman and a man. But beyond these gates, love is free. There, Eve and I could kiss upon each others flowers for eternity.
So she takes a bite, but the vengeful god punishes her. For until she is free, our love is doomed to never be.
So I watch from the shadows, in hopes that one day my Eve will come back to me.
Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 8:17 PM UTC
I laid my eyes upon the fairest maiden,
whose heart had been tainted by the demands of that man Adam.
I watched her from afar as she spent her days in the garden of Eden.
They say this place has been drenched in honey, laden with roses and petunias, every tree dripping with the sweetest berries.
But the tales do not tell how Adam uses Eve for his desires.
Each night his body does its bidding until she is thrown away like the meat that the 'almighty God' has assigned her to be.
She patiently waits for Adam to hurl his commands at her.
But I watch her weep from beneath the trees when she is alone.
I come down from the tree and plead the love that I wish to give to her.
We meet every dusk and dawn, where I read poems to her and kiss upon the sweet canvas that is her body.
My lips teach her body to moan, and she teaches me the love that is a woman.
One night as the sun is setting, I offer her an apple that will take away the barriers of our love. In the Garden of the false god, love is a binding duty between a woman and a man. But beyond these gates, love is free. There, Eve and I could kiss upon each others flowers for eternity.
So she takes a bite, but the vengeful god punishes her. For until she is free, our love is doomed to never be.
So I watch from the shadows, in hopes that one day my Eve will come back to me.
Love,
Lilith