Masterwork of Yaldabaoth

I was in Eden, when the stars saw and moulded man I beheld the achievement of my toils and plan I surveyed the ape body beneath my tail of green I contemplated the workings of my servants I breathed my warm breath of wisdom into his nostrils I saw the flesh breathe in and out, tasting the air His brown eyes opened, and looked in the four directions Her ears twitched, to listen to the stars whispering His wide nose sniffed, smelling the corpses of my past works Her hands felt the grass dancing beneath her rough skin His mind awoke, the beauty of my dream departed Her soul moved, and I was filled with breathless horror Your almond skin concealed the web of veins and muscles Your hair was black that pointed in all directions Your teeth were thirty two pearls of white bathed in cows milk Your two eyes sparkled with inquiry and longing Your soul in your eyes was as white as the night sky’s pearl Your mouth spoke about the pink pearl beneath the shell “Let my pink pearl drift in the gnosis river Let my pink pearl drift high above Eden’s stars”