Memory Of The Garden - Reprise

Here's a mythological piece. It's been a while since all that trouble concerning a piece of fruit, but that time is definitely not forgotten...

Memory Of The Garden

I have just eaten.
I hear your voice calling me
And I want to hide.

I thought I got over this
Way back, but hearing your call
Sends shivers through me.

You call, "Where are you, my love?"
I answer, "Absent."

First Posted January 22, 2009