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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

January 22, 2020January 13, 2020

Incendiary

loved him tender,
a disease of fairytales.
too many years together
without myself.
and now all at once, alone.
to speak the words, unspoken.
to be unbound and free.
I will learn warmth
and how to kindle
fires alone.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, dark poetry, poetry, shadow of eve, shadowofeve, shadowofeve.com, the first eve, thefirsteve, thefirsteve.comBy shadowofeve

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