Dear Eve,
Today reminds me of my best night in this Garden. Twas a fortnight into the second month and we laughed as we stared at the diamonds in the sky.
I could feel the warmth of your breath on my face
as I tasted the luscious lips of you,
I could feel the rhythm of your heart on my chest
as I tickled to your petal soft skin next to me,
I could smell the essence of you
as I stared into the mirrors of your soul,
Slowly, we timed our staccato to perfection –
Each step in time, each sway majestic, each breath matched.
And in perfect harmony did we dance, as the silver moon gave a smile at the sight –
Both of us drenched in labour’s tears, both of us heaving, both of us lost...in song,
Then; the sweetest sound as you called out your Creator and I knocked on Heaven’s door,
I miss you, and do wish you were here.
Yours forever,
Adam
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