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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

May 24, 2020May 24, 2020

Yearning

Trust me to care as I do.
The flowers are waiting to bloom.
Winter lingers here,
tired and cold.
As we wait for warmth,
we realize
this is romance:
the sighs and longing.
This heat burns
within my veins,
rising and flowing
like the sun’s rays.
Summer
will not
forsake us.

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

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