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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

September 4, 2020

Intrinsic

Love can be
a foreboding feeling,
symbolic as a prayer
and painful
as immortality.
As I long for
something more
you beam light,
sipping dark wine
with a smile.
I am drunk on
this bitter
sweetness.

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