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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

June 12, 2019May 28, 2019

Incantations

Sweet juice drops
off my lower lip
from this apple,
golden.
the skin glistens
like sunlight, moonlight
radiant with
the glory
of love, truth destiny.
Gold pours
from my fingertips
and my smile burns,
enchanting.

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