Eve stands against the trunk and reaches upward for an apple, her other hand lowered toward Adam. He half reclines on the rocks, propped on one elbow, offering his hand — the fingers almost meet. The tree rises over both figures, carrying finely modelled apples and foliage on its branches. White lilies open at the roots and a peacock stands to the right with its tail spread. A Capodimonte sculptural group built entirely around one touch that does not happen.