how i envy the air that gently touches your cheek,
makes your eyes blink in and out
as you make the moments I miss;
I have jealousy
for the water sips that wet your lips,
for the moon glows that crowd your sight
in the gaze at stars and discovery.
Such jealousy, I should be ashamed.
But insist, when i look at your deep water eyes,
and the longing there, i know
i have no blame;
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