From the Garden (Mirror etheree)

The
young man
brought a bowl,
sun ripened fruit,
to most luscious girl
inviting her to spend
this harvest season with him
and stay to help him build their home
on strong foundations with wood and stone
where they’d raise their children in harmony.
She picked out an apple from the bowl
inspecting it, held beau captive
tossed it to youth’s other hand
smiled bright as he caught it
then told him her terms:
“love only me.”
Into arms
did she
leap.