I wake up wandering through the peripheries of Eden,
Clouds clothe the rising sun;
Casting cool shadows upon us.
Contentedly, Eve smiles beside me,
I smile too.

Last night we created a storm:
Violently tore through paradise;
Swirling and whirling
bending and swinging
scratching and pounding
Pouring. Then showering.
Abrupt gusts!
Then soothing breezes.
Crashing! As maddened mavericks do onto the beach!
Lapping like lazy ripples do on the edges of a pond.
Panting then sighing.

The sun peeps and bounces of her eyes.
Last night,
She parleyed with the serpent,
Yet she still smiles.
I smile too.