Skin red as berries
Dry to the touch
Blistered and burned
I wince as the pain
Envelops my entire being
An envious lust
She must know that
I’ve found a new sun
A punishment if she must
Learn to share me
Jealous of my love
For you, she cries
And burns my skin as
Payback.
I smile though hurt
Because this envy
Brings me a
Feeling of
Greed.