Jealous

I'm jealous
Jealous of the wind
Because it's feels your skin
Closer than my hand had ever been

I'm jealous
Jealous of your thoughts
Because they are clean
But it has never occurred of me

I'm jealous
Jealous of your heart
Because it's the purest place
Every man would want to live

I'm jealous 
Jealous of the night
Because I keep wondering 
Who lays next to you
In your dreams
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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