while i was reading paradise lost
i came across adam and eve
so i imagined you as eve and me
as adam and we were
beautiful like apples
it just so happens
when you think everything is lost
you come across someone to believe
so i imagined you as eve and me
as adam and we were
beautiful like sanguine pomegranates
i could never take for granted
the comfort of being lost in your sleeve
with a cross of arms around my back like eve
so i imagined you and me
could have our own garden
beautiful like apples
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