Another Eden - Sonnet

Not in that embalmed garden long ago,
Where from an interdicted rod Eve took
And gave mankind to eat, with that fresh look
And mien no longer maidenly that said 'I know
I am a child no more; nor will you be
When you have tasted this; come to my bed,
Come on, try it, don't be shy' - but left unsaid
That his 'Yes' would seal our skaith and our mortality.
No, not there, not you and me, not now nor never!
Another, balmier, Eden calls us in
To taste her rich-hung pomegranates free from sin,
To give and take and eat with Him together;
Then laugh and sing and live no more alone,
And make the silken pilgrimage to rest as one.