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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

November 28, 2016March 6, 2018

Recollection

Tender and loving
no one better
free
whispering to her
of the witches;
an imagination like
darkness
and inviting her
heart of hearts
with his hammer and nails to
swallow the years,
time,
memories.

 

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