Talk About Everything

Did Eve bring it up?
The conversation about pears,
or apples (whatever they were),
and the way they crunched
between her teeth--
the way the sweetness
was almost too much.

Why do we have to talk about everything?
he said.

Silence.

The sound of birds.

The wind whispering
and sometimes singing.

The way
mistakes happen
when words
try to define things
like joy.
Like love.

Like the naming
of everything.