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The greatest love can be

A flame so bright and quick

In that regard

I am the greatest lover in the world



Best Burnt Brightest

Intense as a summer day

But even if you're not careful

I'll not burn you

With anything more than memories

That can be

Forgotten.



I've come to life

Only to die again

I suppose, after all

That is the way of things



I see a picture

Caspar would paint it

Two people, holding close

The woman's face vibrant, exotic

Clearer than day

The man's empty

His form indiscriminate

Short or tall

Stocky or slim

Impossible to tell

An exquisite accomplishment



Oh, my dear,

My darling dear,

You will become my Caroline

At this rate.



And just like the flash

Under a steak

The flame has, indeed

Gone out.