Are we like the mythical Adam and Eve?

Are we like the mythical Adam and Eve? (A lone voice whispers to his true love as Mother Moon, watches) My Sophia Are we are like the mythical Adam and Eve Walking upon the grey shores Of a lost planet Hidden in the deepest of space Our true love holding us Knee-deep in make believe As if buried alive Where we will witness The birth of nebula's Stars And rediscovered Old Gods A new Atlantis Filled with wild pagan beasts and jealous old women and men Where we will stride beyond the reach of the Masters of the Masonic Temples Erecting their secretive Light barriers So we can part the soft pink pages In our own Books of Exquisite Pleasure To be then perused and used At our inquisition and leisure As we watch the fall of the new AI-driven human With the rise of the Cosmic Red Serpent Laying upon the yellow sands and shorelines As the new time of crucifixions begins again To see the visceral sights and smells As new spellbound disciples yell Palaces and institutions May burn and be Aflame before us A new vision of a world consumed with Corruption and sin For as we watch, we will know We are lone riders of The Great Red Dragon once foretold We are some of the mythical poets and writers World and Empire Watchers Who never grow old We Me and you My Sophia My queen Who collects the Universes many hidden stories For in time To be simply retold We Just reborn as poets today No longer Citizens of any known countries Just sent again From The Great In-Between To release new thoughts and words like red balloons to float To encourage and nourish inquisitive minds Which are perpetually hungry For enchanting new stories To rebel in this glory Contained and captured in this Our everlasting promissory note Released like celebration balloons Into new readers minds To forever Settle or float Copyright John Duffy