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Random First Lines:It's the second poem on here, Alone.
As for what it's about ... my thoughts are that all of my poems are "beauty in the eye of the beholder,"... » Read
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...