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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

March 24, 2016March 6, 2018

Veiled

A strange day of fog
afraid of
getting lost
she vanished,
wrapped in
gold and amber.
Invisible, her hand
touched nothing.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, dark, dark poetry, eve, ofeve, poem, poet, poetry, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, uncategorized, writingBy shadowofeve

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