The End of Eden

In the garden
Adam watches Eve
thinking
he could spend hours
jerking off to lovely ass
bent over
fragrant
lilac bush.
Beautiful curves,
breasts swaying
beneath paradise sun,
butterflies
tickling
nipples firm.

Cock hard, he rests
against rough bark
of ancient tree;
aching for release:
between silken legs,
against
smooth tongue,
either will suffice,
temporarily.

Imagine…
fingers
wrapped around
shaft, lips wet
eyes skyward.
Stroke-length
increasing
intermittent gasps
escape.

She turns
to stare,
in awe…
apple in hand.