So safely protected within her paradise,
A place of quiet beauty and repose,
So peaceful and serene, her heart at ease,
Without storm or flame to shake her placid dreams.
Once upon a gentle breeze, she thought she heard,
A siren call, a poet's words, perhaps deceit,
Yet, suddenly aware of temptations sweet,
The wild words seemed to her such pleasant sins.
But, oh, the risk to heed the poet's call,
How thrilling to set her mind and body free,
To drink deeply from the poet's well,
Perhaps be barred from Eden for eternity.
Trembling she crept closer to the sound
She saw the poet, felt rather than heard,
The heat of his words that burned her bonds away,
Releasing her from Eden's thrall.
Poet took her hand and together,
They left one Eden for another,
Their whispered words bright embers,
Fireflies lighting their new Eden.
Donovan Baldwin