So pure was Heaven. . . this was bliss.
We danced and pranced on beds of grass.
Each soft and sultry splendid kiss
Was picture perfect as blown glass.
And then at once Temptation came.
A serpent coiled and slithered near.
Deceit flickered in my eyes.
My Innocence yielded to fear.
Then I offered you an apple.
Trusting me, your teeth sank in.
A clap of thunder overhead,
And God exiled us for our Sin.
