Love is a kind of fever, slow and consuming.
Fever
Rhythm of Life
The rhythm of life wailed blues with this low, sweet fever, blown around the twilight universe.
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Blackout Poetry Notes
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Love is a kind of fever, slow and consuming.
The rhythm of life wailed blues with this low, sweet fever, blown around the twilight universe.