Adam loved the earth:
The trees on her breasts
The water that sucoured the valleys
Of her womb, forth sprung a seed
This became his Apple tree.
My husband, my love, she muttered in his ear:
Plant, feed, nourish
Love, comfort and cherish
These eyes that bare resemblance to thine
Heart and limb
And call him: Oranmiyan.
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