Poetic Embraces

The Garden of Eden

My silken scales slither down the ancient tree,
Glimpses of slime shimmering in the sun,
To the exotic Eve in this Garden of Eden I wiggle--
Temptation is a dance better not left to chance--
I offer up an apple, red, shiny, and with sweet flesh without flaw,
Knowledge for a bite, a promise eternally broken.

Perhaps she will rule alongside me, leaving Adam behind,
To command her own kingdom, worshipped by all--
I know her, trusting, inside and out, tempers flare--
The fire in my eyes matched only by her reputation--
A marriage made upon the angel's hell, purgatory
Conquered on Earth as my celestial wedded wife.