How fortunate for Ligeia I suffer from phthisis- too weak to move my cot over, closer, to breathe my dry gasps in her face, allow her to breathe on me.
How unfortunate for me-- I lay from her, too far across the room.
Her breath is full of blood; I could take it back and live.
Lady Rowena
ReplyDeleteHow fortunate for Ligeia
I suffer from phthisis-
too weak to move
my cot over, closer,
to breathe my dry gasps
in her face, allow her
to breathe on me.
How unfortunate for me--
I lay from her, too far
across the room.
Her breath is full of blood;
I could take it back and live.
p