No Eden

There was no Eden until you were formed
Paradise existed not without your creation
Call man blessed to be free from toil
call him cursed to wander the garden alone
What soil is as fertile as thy body
no Earthen mound compares to your breast
Where does a fruit grow whose skin's as smooth
or nectar as sweet as found upon your lips
Forgive me for finding you equal to angels
Heaven is found in your tender embrace