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Eve 5d
Ah, ill sneak out from my shadow
knowing i only might see your airglow
and in your meadow of twinkling lightbulbs
you illustrate my dreams

Ah, how i always wander and hide
my darling in you is where i can only confide
and in your meadow of my pride
you illustrate my dreams

Ah, half of my words have you already heard
through the prose and the poems and the songbirds
and in your meadow of the ones already blurred
you illustrate my dreams

Ah, how hard it is to claim your name!
with all my words, where is my shame?
but in your meadow,
where everyone’s thought the same
you illustrate my dreams
Eve Mar 23
oh i traveled the north,
to put a freeze to your flame,
but your ghost followed me cross the country,
sneaked into my door
and when i sat by the fire,
i could feel you some more,
the snow fell and span in a storm
but it was you who painted my chills,
and the twirling in the hills
across the shore

your blushed moving lips
i still wish to kiss,
your roses on my cheeks,
those estranged fingertips,
your ghost in my locket
and my pick in my pocket
will keep haunting me
like this

well i went to the mountains to catch a breeze,
but the cold couldn’t touch me,
though i thought i’d freeze
for my love,
those dry empty streets
turned to spring
for your thought kept me occupied
while winter fled with the wind

oh how the seasons change
but you feel all too the same,
your blushed moving lips
i still wish to kiss,
through the frost and flames,
your ghost in my locket,
and my pick in my pocket
and in the nights cold crisp,
you’ll keep haunting me
like this
new song
Eve Mar 20
Lord
i would like to be
as innocent as a babe
as the untouched knowledge-tree
as oblivious as she

God
let me be eve,
the first lady to ever feel
and to ever see

the beauty of the unknown,
the peace of the untold,
the blindness to what is now
your sinful, prewritten
show
Eve Mar 17
wanted, wanted,
summer strangers borrowed wife
traveling the night
with her white knight
till she got out of sight

i’m her and i’ll never show
and i’d lie if i’d say
“you know
i don’t dream for your embrace
and your lips that’d turn into a bow”

singing oh, that ringing
in every street light
darling!
your deep sunken eyes
could see through my lies

babe i was wrong
but i don’t wish to kiss you
just cause i miss you
so take down that warrant
that you issued

but i’ll still take a ride
in those strange summer nights
when you were my white knight
and i,
your borrowed wife
Eve Mar 15
lonely island of the atlantic
your glistening waves carry bottled words
left by old romantics,
traveling earth
yes the lonely island of the romantics

on your sandy dunes and
bright lit moon’s shine
i need you so bad
would you let me in
a new resident,
a lady gone mad

lonely island of the atlantic
your glistening waves carry bottled words
left by old romantics
traveling earth
yes the lonely island of the romantics

your palmy trees greet me
by your imperfect breeze
oh please let me in, let me in
i’m begging on my knees!

lonely island of the atlantic
glistening waves carry my bottled words
left by me, your romantic,
traveling your earth
yes the lonely island of the atlantic

lonely island of the dramatic
lonely island of the romantics
these are my bottled words
Eve Mar 1
tales tell Eves tears turned to lilies of the valley as she was cast from the Garden of eden
well babe you already know my name
and my tears, oh you’ve seen them

so don’t you go and hang your head
lilly of the valley style
for when i come,
i come to say goodbye

i wanted to give you my life
but babe now i’m scared that you’ll take it
there ain’t a strong bone in my body
and ain’t a gentle one in yours
so when you come on here to greet me
i come on out for one last time

to see you hang your head
lilly of the valley style
for when i come,
i come to say goodbye

and if i cry babe
we’ll have
sweetly scented
bell shaped
goodbyes

for your head to hang
lilly of the valley style
for when i come,
i come to say goodbye
working on a song feel free to say what you think
Eve Feb 22
melancholy tunes,
smiling faces,
the warmth of flames around you

in all of the dark places
where we play like we do

nothing changes
but our melancholy tunes,

the smiling faces,
on all of the cold stages
where we play like we do,

i still feel the warmth
of flames around you
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