Rene Magritte

The Fall of Adam 

Handsome boy
In the willows of Eden
Waiting for your girl.
Out of yesterday you step,
Fire falling from your fingertips,
The grace of newness
With a smile that broke clouds.
 
By the fruit of heaven
You learned of touch
And the apocalypse -
Alpha and omega,
The fine line between
Desire and sacrifice.
 
Not even nature,
With her own agenda
Could soften your fall.

Corrine De Winter





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