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Eve

Eve

A Poem by OR

Sleepless nights
Without your touch
You're too high
For me to catch

My golden star
My silver light
Bright from afar
A delightful sight

But deep within
Lies a flame
That burns the skin
Of the moth,
I've became

© 2019 OR


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Added on June 7, 2019
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