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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

April 20, 2017March 6, 2018

Saint

Close your eyes,
just
touch him.
Concentrate on pleasure,
on the tingle of
desire;
a spark, so soft.
The natural attraction of graceful
sin and scent.
I kissed him, soft
my mouth, happy
my hair, flowing silk
unusually sensitive.
I hide behind
blame
and fault.

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

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