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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

October 15, 2017March 6, 2018

Cigar Box

He is careful
of us, next to each other,
overexposed in sheets.
Our bodies touching and
visible between
tongues of flame.
With an anguished expression,
we intended to burn.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, ceve, dark poetry, ofeve, poetry, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, writingBy shadowofeve

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