It all started
when Adam clothed Eve
and when Eve
gathered all the flowers
to powder the pollen
in her cheeks,
and brush the nectar
in her lips.
Since then,
people clothed everything,
the air, the earth and the sea,
the soul and its lingering poetry,
the summer's warmth and winter's chill,
the autumn's sigh and spring day's still.
No wonder why I see
unclothed couples making love
in the unclothed woods
lit by unclothed night.
They craved so much
of beauty Adam veiled
that they failed to notice
that I'm watching them.