fever of regret – poem
perhaps remorse was not her cup of tea, but still sometimes poetry inspires poetry — thanks Whimsey
I touch your fevered brow
frowning at the peril
regretting
flames I could not kindle
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perhaps remorse was not her cup of tea, but still sometimes poetry inspires poetry — thanks Whimsey
I touch your fevered brow
frowning at the peril
regretting
flames I could not kindle