The lake was purple
with sparks of orange fire
shooting off of it.
It was morning,
and as the sun rose
the light shone
on what we had done.
We laughed at the newness of day,
we laughed at the nudeness of us.
And having bitten
from this fruit of knowledge
we were embarrassed
and we got redressed.
delight
Had shown thru our shame
and still we laughed.
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