I'm jealous of the raindrops that pitter on you
It is not me that quenches your body
The wind that brushes through your hair
My fingers long to be there
The sun that shines in your eyes
Eye contact with the sun
I want you to be the one
I contact
The moon at night
Shining through the windows of your car
As you drive to see her
I should be the moonlight
Shining and smiling upon you
In your passenger seat

But now
In nature
I am the grass
Green with envy
As you step on me
Once more
With your soulless feet