Her

My anger wells in my eyes
 Why does she threaten me so
 A different look, her different size
 Ears burn red, they almost glow

Is it hate, envy, jelousy.... love
 Why would I want to be anyone but me
 She would fit like a glove
 But disfigurement is all I see

He loved her once and maybe still
 Secrets kept deep within him
 A mountain to climb instead of a hill
 I hang here way out on a limb

Her green eyes drown my blue
 A smile that cuts me deep
 My sorrows fade in me, through & through
 For its his heart I shall keep

Passing through, a winter storm
 Cold to the bitter end
 I can see through to your real form
 This heart is now mine to mend

A faint memory of what once was now
 Grey eyes do gaze
 I'm pleased with my work and shall take a bow. 
 For together we've made it through this maze
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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January 27, 2015 at 11:55 AM
This poem has wonderful word flow, as well as an expression of credible emotion. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
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