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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

February 13, 2020February 6, 2020

hostage

I had bound
my wrists and ankles
with knots and words
of what you did not say.
Since that day
my dreams
shine strange,
glowing as distant windows
in my mind.
I cover myself
in blankets
to keep warm
and pray to somehow
learn to love again
in this dark place.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, dark poetry, poetry, shadow of eve, shadowofeve, shadowofeve.comBy shadowofeve

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