Eden
What we're in love with, the passion that sends chills down your spine, the soft whisper in your ear as you fall asleep, Eden. From the beginning of time, since our origin from Adam and Eve, man has been in pursuit of regaining access to Eden. This forbidden paradise though, is something that we don't realize is with us, every step of our day.
There are little fragments of Eden that co-exist with our world. Your lovely smile, angelic words, intense devotion, the things that make you feel as if the world is right, Eden is around you. Countless others have referenced Eden as the things we love the most, and that is exactly what it is. What we love is our paradise.
Don't ever let go of that love.
"Lest we lose our Edens"
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a spark of inspiration:
A Woman's Last Words
by Robert Browning
Let's contend no more, Love,
Strive nor weep:
All be as before, Love,
---Only sleep!
Strive nor weep:
All be as before, Love,
---Only sleep!
What so wild as words are?
I and thou
In debate, as birds are,
Hawk on bough!
I and thou
In debate, as birds are,
Hawk on bough!
See the creature stalking
While we speak!
Hush and hide the talking,
Cheek on cheek!
While we speak!
Hush and hide the talking,
Cheek on cheek!
What so false as truth is,
False to thee?
Where the serpent's tooth is
Shun the tree---
False to thee?
Where the serpent's tooth is
Shun the tree---
Where the apple reddens
Never pry---
Lest we lose our Edens,
Eve and I.
Never pry---
Lest we lose our Edens,
Eve and I.
Be a god and hold me
With a charm!
Be a man and fold me
With thine arm!
With a charm!
Be a man and fold me
With thine arm!
Teach me, only teach, Love
As I ought
I will speak thy speech, Love,
Think thy thought---
As I ought
I will speak thy speech, Love,
Think thy thought---
Meet, if thou require it,
Both demands,
Laying flesh and spirit
In thy hands.
Both demands,
Laying flesh and spirit
In thy hands.
That shall be to-morrow
Not to-night:
I must bury sorrow
Out of sight:
---Must a little weep, Love,
(Foolish me!)
And so fall asleep, Love,
Loved by thee.
Not to-night:
I must bury sorrow
Out of sight:
---Must a little weep, Love,
(Foolish me!)
And so fall asleep, Love,
Loved by thee.
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