We weren’t thrown out of heaven
We never ate the apple
It was too high on the tree
And we were too low on the ground
Under its lonely shade engrossed
Lying in each other’s arms
Passionately talking about
“How
it would be like if we live somewhere else?
Somewhere
far away from here”
The snake kept circling us
tirelessly
Hoping we would stop loving each
other
And his evil design would come to
play
But we never stopped
So trust me love
We weren’t thrown out of heaven
Our meeting is the living proof of
that
We were only kept apart
Mercilessly
For thousands of years
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