The Love Story of Eve     Originally created to bring unconditional delight, this companion of Adam's solitary soul. Although empowered head over all of Earth's possessions, Without her, his purpose was not whole... So alone he slept one day with thy rib being removed created the woman came to be... And Adam awakened to find Eve standing amid Eden's Paradise. Such beauty he longed to see... Ambushed by a capturing speechlessness at the sight of this woman, whose mighty silence so loudly heard... Blemish could have never been found within her. For she was as pure as the living God's word... Her eyes were filled with wisdom, smooth and silky was her hair, and her magnificance unlike anything ever known. Her fragrance was that of the flowers of Heaven; Her determination was as strong as earthly stone. "The Bone of my Bone", Adam poetically announced As he approached to touch the softness of her skin. He cleaved to this woman and they became one flesh, a bond with promise of never end. Happily they grew together, exchanging gifts of perfect love; such as patience, long-suffering and care. But the most precious gift of all was the presence of this woman, for without her Adam suffered much despair. -Without her Adam suffered much despair....
			The Goddess and the Wondering Eyes     Hidden beyong a fortress of stone Unseen to the eye, where no man roams, There lives a goddess upon her throne Who shadows her secrets alone... Where spiritual treasures remain untold. A virgin to love, heart broken, cold. Victimized by distrust, Experience she holds in this state of emotional mold... Each day she prepares and makes her rounds through flourishing gardens, to till the grounds; Unconscious of the watchful eye she's found The eyes of the one left spellbound... A wall of strength separates her fear This unbreakable shield allows no one near. To the common onlooker it's purpose unclear. For many failed to embrace that listening ear. Yet arose one warrior who passioned his fate Dare tempt this young goddess to consider him mate. A stranger to fear, well armored with gear Her presence beneath his breastplate... "Come out of your castle" shouts the young knight Peering through fine cracks, wishing invite. Only catching a glimpse of her pre-eminent sight Memorized by this precious delight... But at the sound of his voice she runs to hide, Refusing to let this young warrior inside. Left hurt by his wish that's been denied, Unsure what to do, he swallows his pride... And to her refusal the lad replies through shivery lips and sorrowful cries. "Today you run, tomorrow you hide, But you'll never escape my wondering eyes"...