Envy (Of Love) Poem by Unintelligible Susurration

Envy of the posterior secrecy of delirious love
Mark the streaks of the waning tears

Reflecting green poison darts
Killing me with your amiable chivalry

Why am I favored in the presence of such gallant being?
Hidden beauty is nothing but a madcap embrace

Discreet chasing of the unimaginable
Creates a sense of comical rush

If we capture our needs - our wants
We will have nothing of excitement to live for