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Adams Rib
a ruse to startle the senses of a man
daylight’s flowery fruit in his hand,
ere no thought he was an hungered
tho his heart feared it yet blundered,
‘tis beguiled in innocence’s wonder
till his soul and spirit broke asunder,
dearest rib refashioned quiet refrain
bemused consumption did he blame,
naked twain in paradise thither lost
neath said forbidden tree didst cost,
yea before his breath wast betrayed
anew feelings thence e’en bewrayed,
fallen flesh twined together as one
erst tempted forgiven by God’s son
© Eugene Harvey
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