Him And Her.

Eve draws his final breath,
reluctantly, he departs our world.
She appears, illuminating,
she warms what he made cold.
She no longer rests,
what he has put to sleep, she brings to life,
with just but a touch.
Her voice is singing through the sky,
he who banished all to slumber,
reduced to near narcosis.
She revives and stirs one and all,
No longer hiding,
She opens our eyes.
He has gone,
she has arrived,
as night turns to day.
Gdog71 Gdog71
36-40, M
May 20, 2012