Emil's Garden, She Walks Poem by Robert Wells

Sleeplessly, she wonders naked through Emil's garden
Not a care or a wrinkle of worry shown
Seemingly undaunted of her where about's unknown
Every step taken enlightens her youthful smile
Graciously she moves as if untouched by time
As bare as the day she entered this world of man
So heart, so dear thoughtless in this immortal land

Cold her focus suddenly pinned to the tree before her
Just a moment of ecstasy her lips shall find
From fruit of this offspring, with apples divine
This succulent taste she never discovered before
Welcoming her warmly through exotic reward
Enticing openly her mind doth call
For the garden of man she frollics entrances us All

Picture she'll discover beauty will do
Her hands now flowing to edge her away
Slowly have trapped her in this tree's embrace
A moment of ecstasy a feeling sublime
Has cost her a precious life of whimsical design
Tears of Joy now filled with pain
cursed garden has captured it's youthful spoils can proclaim!