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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

February 25, 2020February 6, 2020

Wings

As soon as the sun falls dark
on the horizon,
I watch for crows and call
for your murder.
They arrive soon after dusk,
but I was disappointed.
For they only spoke of beauty,
black beaks and
shining wings.
Feathers in my hair,
I learn
these lessons
of forgiveness
and take flight.

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

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