Eve
She was crying for a new day
for a new life, for her blue skies gray.
Her eyes were fractured diamonds
Her illusions were not allayed
since
She chanced upon a moment’s slither
and a lustrous orb of luscious sugar.
The silver lies and the golden truth
She knew already she had to choose.
It stole her robe of virtue and pride
She was stark and bare, she started to hide
behind leaves, twigs and all she could find
But footsteps made her weep inside.
She had to try to relinquish her might
all in hope to stop this fight.
But she was hiding herself in something bright
No silver could outshine gold tonight.
~tc©
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