In Love's Garden Poem by Tony Adah

Love's cuddling arms showed
A cushion soft as wool
Where my crazy sleepy rested
And a thousand lullabies lured me
To a slumber huge as death.
That's is not true
But a feigning sleep
How could one find love
And sleep on her like a fallen log
When it is to be returned?
My eyes open and preening love's plumes
Like a sun bird doing so
On the petals of a splendid rose.

I am in a garden
Where love watered and tendered for me
And I am watching with care
When the serpent will come
A fruit which I will be hesitant to touch
For love is all
I hold in my hands.