Adam Poem by i am not crazy

I look at the sky with its pondering blue
The hurling leaves flow upon your wavy hair
The ride of the rhythm with the tone of your voice
But nature covers you as you continuously walk bare

The wind still blows
With the soft song it sings whisper to my ears
While I still stare at you for the second time
I begin pouring unwanted tears

A fallen angel was sent to me
As he walks towards, reaching for my hand
Slowly revealing itself, unfurling itself
A ray of light, a speckle of joy an opportunity for me to once understand

I close my eyes
And I refuse to believe
Yes, I know I must be dreaming
Until he embraced me with his manly arms
Murmuring; “You are my Eve”