Untouched
- Evelyn Creon
- Oct 19, 2022
- 1 min read
Moonlight streamed down upon her
As she lay asleep upon her bed.
It made her hair glisten.
Outlined her eyelashes, nose, and lips;
Her most delicate features while she slept.
Untouched by the evils
That lay outside her door.
written by Evelyn Creon
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