Quote the snake, its speech in swift display.
Adam, versed in Eden's sacred shield,
Replied, “Fruit abounds; no gifts we seek today.”
Eve stood by him; her silence spoke consent.
The serpent smirked. “Your God lacks flair.”
Offering a fruit of heavenly hues sent.
Kin to apples, yet unique, a dare.
Their pulses quickened at the deceptive sight
“Indulge,” urged the forked tongue, “in untasted delight.”
Into the lie their innocence took flight.
Thus, sealing a fate that could not be made right.
Eden did not fall to an apple's naïve crunch.
But to a green pair who lost sight of paradise’s hallowed touch.
