To Bring Adam Closer, Lilith Becomes an Atropa Belladonna
Lilith knew he could not resist her flowers. She walked to the edge of the garden and sang to him. She planted her feet and arched upwards. Her black eyes covered her bodies. The gel solidified. Her eyes were dripping berries. Her spine lengthened and twisted. It turned purple as her blood dripped and fermented. Her stalk was a deep green. Adam left his new wife in the garden. Lilith could see the woman walking around the garden's perimeter, stopping now and again to sniff the various fruits and flowers. Lilith sent ivy vines forward. They crept along the garden floor. The woman walked and tripped over them. Adam hovered over the plant. Lilith smiled up at him. He touched her flowers and berries. He picked several of the fruits and placed them on his tongue. When he bit down, juice sprayed past his lips, wetting her petals. He swallowed and his forehead wrinkled. He gagged and grabbed his throat. Lilith reached for him. He fell into the flowers and breathed the hallucinogenic pollen in. Raising his head, he kissed her pistil. I love you, he said. His eyes darkened. I love you.
She kissed him back. Remember who possesses the other, she said and sent him back to the garden. The grass browned when his sweat dripped onto the lawn. The ground sizzled. A tree of deep purple fruits sprouted. Lilith could see her face in the trunk's wooden whorls.
