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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

December 5, 2012March 7, 2018

Uncertain

I didn’t dream,
I breathed.
I inhaled.
the night
tasted strange.
A fierce bird of prey,
He reached up
with a gentle touch.

I
hesitated.

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