I found out how Adam felt
gifted with such natural pleasure!
Warm rain on my bare back as you
took me inside out in the wild.
Remember smiling hello
to that old birdwatcher who appeared,
panting and ruddy, even as we closed
our very last button?
Does he ever frown, I wonder,
back upon that day?
And what about you?
My Eve?
© copyright Russell Cavanagh