A Poem For Jealousy

31 10 2006

for lovers and those who love

a jealous heart
only jealous of the time,
or one person,
or just a few,
or no one at all,
envies the paper you
write to
in secret-
so privately
and lovingly and teasingly,
so empty am I,
a poor heart with no
eyes or ears, naught but
intuition,
or suspicion,
whichever way you see it,
I can only be love.

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