Deary see,
i love love love you
and am nothing
but a fool,
for disguise.
Dream of mine, know
i think think of nothing
except always
your cone-swivel eyes.
Beauty, feel
my heart pound pound pounding
contain it my
scaly chest tries
Sunlight, look:
i hold-
breath breath breathing
to the stick i am on
my strength wonder unties
Bella, behold
you make cold, cold blood
warm
with your lizardly prize
Wonder untold,
we could make the day old
and camouflage our hearts to the skies.
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