If I were Adam, then my brother must be Eve.
God thinks my youth is too monotonous and lonely,
He took one of my ribs and tempered it with flesh and blood,
He created my brother and gave it to me.
We pluck the forbidden fruit of Eden,
In love, we live together and sink together.
So I love my brother,
He is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh.
Intention: Two-way redemption