With a rush of our breath,
I had shouted out
from nowhere.
The gods struck you
from my head,
yet as entangled
as we were
I was left gasping.
Dazed and dreamlike,
I remain breathless.
Give me the space
I need
to teach myself
how to breathe
alone.

Categories: Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTags: c.eve, dark poetry, eve, poem, poetry, shadow of eve, shadowofeve, shadowofeve.com, the first eve, thefirsteve, thefirsteve.com