Eden
you took the fast path out of Eden
bags never unpacked, everything intact
passport ready but never stamped
there is always next time if you ever get back
you grabbed an apple from the tree
ne'er a bite did you take
juicy is the fruit resting in your palm
thought you could always savor it later
blind until your teeth taste flesh
you need to break the skin
sweet and sticky it drips down your chin
sending you back to Eden once again
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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