Cezar Ivanescu - Paradise Recalled Poem by Paul Abucean

When I was much younger and my flesh was pure,
in a dream you came to me one night.
Silently and sinlessly abloom,
on a tree of truth, in heaven's womb,
when I was much younger and my flesh was pure.

Didn't know I was a boy, a girl you were,
shyly next to you I lay in bed.
As my dream and yours began to blur,
I could only see the tear you shed
when I was much younger and my flesh was pure.

Gone and lost forever is that night,
gone our flesh's youthful, lovely scent!
Just the fruit still hanging on the boughs
what your flesh once tasted like still knows
as it dangles rotten off and spent.

Let him, God, a human only be,
whosoever lured us neath the tree!
And the day the tree is fully blown,
let his flesh fall off his ev'ry bone,
like on strings my falling hand you see...