Sinful Picnic

Hand in hand, traversing this garden
  bare feet felt the tingle of grass and vine
emerald green and lively sprawling growth
  delicate breeze gently blew swaying branches 
leaves danced in rhythmic praise to the elements
 
   Flowers fragrant, lovely....vivid hues
mocked the leaves dance in turn and tempo
  Reigning over stems, thorned and anchored
A symphony of unison, harmoniously perfect
  
   Swirling sky of ominous orange and indigo
Setting sun paints its final portrait 
  before conceding to the galaxy's window
Littered with sprawling clouds reflecting last touch of light
     Birds of prey savored this opportunistic backdrop

Upon this tree's final gift of shade
  We lay naked, natural as the world surrounding
Running fingers through your tussled tresses
  Eyes locked and searching...intercepting each others thoughts

Through emerald blades, slithered and hissed
   Serpent made way to our dissipating shade
Sly forked tongue, yellow eyes, pupils slits....hissing
  Laughing with ridicule and spite, promising euphoria
Offering unseen bliss,  inviting demise

  She peered upward past my down turned gaze
Searching out the gifts this tree bared
  Fear struck my heart as she licked her supple lips
Her teeth sunk in...Juice mist sprayed with 
 her savoring a forbidden bite...eyes glazed with ecstasy

My soul shook as her lips met mine
  Sweet nectar running over our mouths mingled
Frantically I drank her kiss, lusting
  Retracting only to devour our exquisite fruit
Rejoined embrace, tongues darting hungrily 

  Beneath this tree we lay, intertwined and sated
Glowing in sinful reminisce...eyes locked and searching
  The leaves above empty and sorrowed
We lay amongst a sea of eaten cores......
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Fraser Avatar
June 1, 2010 at 1:49 PM
Steve, this is pretty exceptional. Many congratulations on your win in Linda-Marie's fine contest >> James
Mehta Avatar
May 31, 2010 at 5:25 PM
Congrats on the win
Sweetheart Avatar
May 31, 2010 at 4:51 PM
Congrats Steve on your success in my ADAM in Eden contest with this dynamic write... with luv from the "Sweetheart"
Dietrich Avatar
May 26, 2010 at 6:02 PM
wow, this one wins for best IMAGERY. And I loved how you made it sound , that true "lust and sex" began with the apple. In the end, there would have been no world if they had remained "sinless" in the garden. I love how you seem to have "gotten that." This is most deserving of a win. LUv, andrea
Ryusaka Avatar
February 19, 2009 at 4:22 PM
This is a really pretty poem. I love the images at the beginning especially (ominous orange and indigo... littered with sprawling clouds) I wrote about the same thing in Immortal Siren... but not the lust part... haha
Degenhardt Avatar
February 19, 2009 at 10:36 AM
Ah,a wonderful flowing read that so well speaks of the Adam and Eve sin that changed our world. Excellent write as it kept the interest of the reader, offering clear imagery and a smooth flow. MIchael
Ginn Avatar
February 18, 2009 at 9:11 PM
Okay such a different way to look at it. I laughed but then felt bad that I did. Anyway you did it again Steve. Nice write..Figs need a better press agent. Laurie
Devonshire Avatar
February 18, 2009 at 10:47 AM
Steve, how vividly you recall the garden of Eden that sheds its fruit when man sins. Sharp, intriguing images! Well done! And thanks for reading "Feline Survivor." I agree with your thoughts on how dispose of negligent pet owners. Best wishes, Carolyn
Voorhees Avatar
February 18, 2009 at 10:21 AM
Christie...I'm not a Biblical guy...despite my obvious metaphor here....but I think I read somewhere that the "forbidded fruit" was believed to be a fig. I've never actually tried a fresh fig...but I do really lhought I woulike fig newtons. I'm not sure what that means...but I thought I would share that with you! = ) Thank you for the kind words! Much love, Steve
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