Island of Love
In the beginning there was Adam and Eve standing on a island of love; wrapped in a green leaf fallen from spring.
Was it fig? Or was it olive? It doesn't really mater it was the island of love. A fruit bowl of life with a taste so sweet that it did knock some off their feet. First taste of love changing life forever, also with a kiss of death,good and evil as a branch broke and fell from a tree where life began over and over again. Walking along hand in hand spreading love all across the land, in the beginning standing on the island of love.
Copyright © Terry Johnson | Year Posted 2022
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