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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

August 23, 2021July 28, 2021

Drip

My words are a candle.
Pretty,
I will always
tempt you to touch
the wax.
An ability I have to
melt
write
burn
but I remain unable
to keep you warm.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, dark poetry, eve, poem, poet, poetry, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, uncategorized, writingBy shadowofeve

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