Dear Abba, 
Father, 


The day You took my rib away, You left my heart open and exposed and vulnerable to that woman You brought to me. Oh God, who is she? (I’m thinking of naming her Eve). I can’t stop thinking of her! She fills my thoughts and my senses, can’t even finish naming the animals, mending the fences!
Can’t concentrate, got to get to my mate. Oh God, what have You done? Can’t remember what it was like without her around, I need her touch, I need her sound. Ah, do You mind if we skip our walk tonight? I’ve got a date (we’re seeing the sights), gonna show her those pretty northern lights! And a new animal I’ve found, he actually moves by hopping around! Oh hey, gotta go, gotta flee, I’m meeting Eve for lunch, you see. 
Love, your son,

Adam