The Flowering Tree of Love

A Tree in the Garden...
The Tree bore fruit.
She reached and took,
and then she knew.

Time and then, and time again,
The Garden was no more.
But something still remained.
There, from the center of the fruit.

Ages and ages, and then it was.
Two seeds were found.
Planted, they grew.
These Trees bore fruit.
The fruit bore knowledge of truths forgotten.

Will you reach and take and taste and know?

Yes? Then, open your mouth and close your eyes and you may get a big surprise...