Love Poem: Birth of Love

Birth of Love

Under the tree of knowledge
                     Your figleaf dropped, my first seeds squirted
                                 A strange thing happened
                                         Love was born.

                                      Million years rolled
                                   In your black doe eyes
                                       I see her shadow
                                         She is not old
                                        She is not dead
                                 She is swimming in your lake.