Love’s Predestination
The baby Cain asleep upon the breast
Of Eve with Adam looking fondly on
Would be enough to make the sight arrest
Unease in anyone. At that white dawn
Of motherhood with Eve as God designed
Her lovingly, her man as beautiful
In her fond eyes could not have been refined
In his magnificence. Undutiful
To him she could not be especially
Not now that he had given her this pink
Mouth pressed against her nipple, fleshily
To feed upon her for his milky drink.
..The man and woman shared devotion all
….Around. The darling held them in love’s thrall.