Jealous Poem by Marites C. Cayetano

Jealous



why do you have to greet her
when you see her on the street?

why do you have to offer her drinks too
when we see her in a party?

why do you have to ask her brother
if she's fine?

You're my man
yes, I'm jealous....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eric Cockrell 17 May 2012

love bites... and storms!

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