Womanhood By Rose Huskor Life grows within the fortress of Eve. Our bosoms pour sweet milk Into the gaping mouths of our offspring, From our wombs emerge our lifeblood incarnated. From Adam came Eve, Though upon the back of Eve came the rest of humanity. Eve, tempted by the forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden, Sinking her teeth into the ruby skin of temptation, Blossoming with eternal life As the juices coursed through her veins. As the moon hung over the newly created world, Eve gazed at the stars and the clouds Looming overhead. Without warning, A stirring rose deep within her As liquid began to trickle down her thigh. Frozen, petrified: A stream of copper-red– The color of the forbidden fruit– Stained the leaves beneath her naked figure.
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