A Spark Of Jealousy 

You held her in your arms .

And I saw you .

Holding her tighter .

The pillow was warm and wet,

And I clenched it,

Gripping it tighter .

You stroked her curly hairs,

And the forest-fire burning inside her,

Dragging her closer .

Your fingers are soar and painful .

And I caress them .

Distant dreams seem closer .

You pluck the strings ,

And so beautifully She sings , 

Your souls burn brighter .

The page is blank and unruled ,

And so is my soul !

The love burns much brighter!


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