i don't know if i am eve or the serpent yet
but i know how it feels to feel
made for someone, or maybe made from them
an extended appendage
perhaps a rib, who am i to say--
and yet i also know what it means to tempt
shaking and writhing in pain and pleasure
begging to know more and
whispering sweet nothings into open ears--
and i know naked shame
and i know unmasked blame
and either way you fell (or jumped) from grace
because of me
and i just wanted you to know
that i think ours is the greatest sin
and i'd follow you anywhere
even out of paradise
and thank you for being
part of my downfall
sup
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