Moons of Eve

How absolutely wondrous
Was God’s creation of Eve
So thoughtful and insightful
Of this I do believe

Like clay he smoothed her skin
To bring out the glow of her warmth
Rounding her body delicately
To fit in Adam’s arms

Her lips like two soft crescents
Made to laugh and whisper his name
Pouting, puckered, pleading
Things would never be the same

The moons at her fingertips
Used in comfort, help and fun
Matched perfectly with Adam’s
Twined to make them feel as one

Her breasts like twin moons
Luminous, firm, yet soft
For Adam to rest his head
As they gazed at the stars aloft

With hips and buttocks matching
The lunar roundness of her breasts
Curving out from belly and waist
For his hands to gently rest

Her greatest gift lay hidden
Where lovely legs did meet
Wrapped in hair so soft and velvet folds
For his sword to tightly sheath

I so wish, I had seen his face
As he gazed at the wonderful sight
Of this gift, that God did make for him
A friend, a lover, his life