Exhilarating Freedom
His body had an exhilarating freedom,
no deficiency,
no blemishes,
smooth as a new born,
almost like an illusion,
an after thought,
an everlasting impression,
a secret confession
of perfection,
God called him Adam,
the boy stared back,
as if God had something he lacked,
but God didn’t know what to believe,
he thought for a moment, smiled,
then he created Eve.
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