Paradiso , not lost

And suddenly,
She started singing,
Much like those shots shown in Hindi films
Of yesteryears,
'O my adorable darling...'

He thought,
Was it evening?
Was it morning?

But his darling
Was not paying any heed
To his dumbfounded state,
She just pulled him
From his dream
And took him behind that tree,

That tree,
Apple tree,

And
They became
Adam
And
Eve,

They were like children then;

Paradise was not then lost.