by Hot Lizard Boy

How could I have found myself outliving you?
Now a solitary failed believer in the future,
When I tell the stories,
Will anyone believe how hot we burned?
How deliciously I loved you?
Or will our story be dry as paper?
So full of yawns and brittle words
That my burning heart cannot stoke you to life again
Even for a moment?

Copyright 2007 by Hot Lizard Boy

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*No tales of probing, please.

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