hold my hand today, feel my skin upon your skin

I will count up the freckles across your back

connect the dots and let them piece together

the map that will bring me back to paradise

you bring me back to paradise, the one that

adam and eve turned away from, all those years ago

kiss my lips, taste the apple on my tongue

and know that this is the closest I will ever get

to paradise, here at the foot of your bed

this garden of eden, this evolutionary memory