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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

March 14, 2017March 6, 2018

Cold Weather 

Junk food travelers,
we resemble death.
Eyes unabashed,
our movements like
roses and lace.

I watch and
it snows.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged art, c.eve, dark, eve, ofeve, poem, poetry, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, uncategorizedBy shadowofeve

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