We all do what seems best
no matter how crazy it seems
Eve's dirty talk put a smile
on Adam's face
when she 'fessed what she did
and how good it felt
Adam grabbed her hand
drew the fruit into his mouth, bit down,
spanked her and they ran out
grabbing fig leaves in case
anyone noticed their simplicity
now blazing their own trail
until now
here we are,
what's next?
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