Jealousy Poem by Rachel Flint
Jealousy
I knew I had her,
She was smitten.
The old charm had worked again,
She couldn’t leave even if she wanted to.
But then…
Truth be told – I got bored.
I had tamed her and she turned into a frump.
Day after day she became human like all the others.
But then…
She met a ‘big wig’,
Who spirited her away to land over water;
The chase began again.
Courting – the great aphrodisiac.
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4/27/2024 12:14:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I love the honesty in this