Green Poem by Tim Holmes Jr

I am not the jealous type but I have to admit
the way you're being touched has me kind of annoyed.
What's funny is that I'm no competition
Because I am not as close to you, so I must watch from afar.
I don't get to caress your almond skin
So soft so smooth to the touch, I don't get
To hug your hips as you sway when you walk with style, elegance
And grace. I shouldn't feel this way but I do.
I can't rub on your butt as others enjoy you walk away.
I am envious of the contact of your thighs
When the only thighs I feel come in a Bojangles box.
It's ok you can say it I know I am a mess
I have to shake this feeling, so I must confess
I'm that dude that's hella jealous of that damned Sundress.