I devoured it
Its juices dripped down my chin
And into the cavern between my breasts
Anointing my womb as it dripped down
below my waist
Without haste
I didn’t fall from grace
I surrendered with it
In complete and utter rapture
I am ecstatic in my incarnation
There is no promised land other than here
Where I am
This body grants the gates to heaven
Proclaim me a sinner if you will
For I know who I truly am
Lead me into sweet temptation
For eros is my prayer
I take in the fruit
Like a lover
Deep inside me
I hunger for wisdom
I am ravenous for the real
I lust for life itself
And so I eat
The ripe fruit hanging
from the tree of life
Begging to be devoured
With each forbidden bite
I reclaim :
The innocence of my desires
The sacredness of my eroticism
The trust in my instincts
The wisdom of my body
I will not forsake my flesh
With each bite
I become more and more intimate
with secrets of life
The sensual is my sacrament
The fruit IS my womb
I am She, the so-called source
of the original sin
Who is the very source of Life itself
The true original sin
Was the shaming of the body
Its natural desires;
The outcasting of woman
So, I resurrect myself from the shame
You put to my name
I am not to blame
Eden is here
If we revere
Her once again
