Hell holds a place 

Where I pace in a space 

And through glass, I look at you. 



Not out of vengeful fury 

But for sorrow and worry 

As I remain in a dismal blue. 



You are not alone 

And prone to the light he has shone 

With your mate, both head and soul. 



I tear at my skull

Hysterically mull, presence null 

Misery flushed by eternity’s toll. 



Obligatory affection 

For the reflection of woman perfection 

He has, but I too want you excessively.  



The glass will not break

He kisses you for my sake 

I famine helplessly to get more than your stare. 



You look back throughout his touch  

Every time it’s exceedingly much 

I fall apart watching you go.

Now in a pinch 

I winced just an inch 

Convulsing from a dream in the 

Windowpain. 



No blanket could 

Banquet and save it, sadly 

I pinky’d my way between lanes. 



Petite fingers clasped 

Wrapped and entrapped in 

Sobbing troubled twines. 



My abdomen, held

Felt body bouquet and meld 

Love in the most inquisitive of times.

Hell made me consistent

Persistent, I went with it

And caught the eye of the girl behind glass. 



Up, she got close 

Molecular woes, a lethal dose

With one touch my window collapsed. 



No one would think

Gut sink, simultaneous blink 

The possibility unconstitutionally in reach. 



Things she would say 

Meaning to days and astonishing phrase 

I would make happy all I needed most. 



Had I searched every-earth

Proving worth, providing mirth 

I would have found the same you, as inevitably. 



Now Hell has subsided 

And we reside in what’s been guided 

She is the me I like most.