Through Green Eyes

You have it all

In comparison to me

This has always been true

It’s why I’ll never be

Anything more

Than infinitely jealous of you

Lucky You

My head hurts,
Does yours?

My heart cries,
Does yours?

My body aches,
Does yours?

My soul dies,
Does yours?

How can it?

Your head
is as pretty
as a picture.

Your heart
is full
to bursting.

Your body
is as perfect
as a model,

And your soul
flies like an eagle
soaring high above
the rocky plains.

Lucky you.

(Originally Posted 26.04.2019)

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