Jacques Maurice

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Xx - Poem by Jacques Maurice

Each night, before bed, her simmering blood
rises hotly into her head,
causing a madness to burn in her eyes
that would make any lover wish he were dead.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 6, 2011

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