Snakeskin

Snakeskin

shedding seasons.

Winter, spring, summer, fall,

My downfall.

You. 

In Eden snake slithered

into yet unknown humanness.

Tempted.

Both. We bit the apple.

Still I am the temptress?

I bear breasts and children.

Till the soil with my loins.

Hoping to renew the Garden

before the snake.

Before the downfall.

The fall from grace.

Halved, grown from your rib

I am fecund;

Winter, spring summer, fall,

birthing our progeny.

©Grapher 2012