Jealous Of You

 

Jealous of You

When the wind touches your cheek,

Blows back your hair,

I get jealous

Jealous because I don't want

Anyone, any thing touching you but me!

When the sun's rays fall on your face

And make your eyes squint

As it turns your skin a sweeter shade of brown

I get jealous

Because I don't want anything in your eyes but me.

Jealousy is torture but exquisite torture

It stings with the pain of a honeybee

But makes you know, indeed,  how much

You want, you crave, you need

That honey that comes with love.

The soil of love's battlefields

Through time immemorial

Have been stained 

With the blood of that jealousy,

Made sacred with the blood of that love.

The heart wants what it wants

And will not settle for less

Will not release until the bands break

And even then, 

Will not let go though the heart has turned to dust.

Some say jealousy is evil

But I say jealousy is pure

For what is love that can be passed around

Through different hands and hearts

And not kept holy and cherished in the heart of the One?

And you are my One

And I am Yours

I want no other lips, no other arms

Kissing me, holding me

Nor kissing you, holding you.

I am jealous and I make no bones about it

Neither do I apologize or make excuse

For what is love that does not care who touches it, soils it

When once it lay like a precious pearl

On a bed of priceless gold?

That is my love for you:  A precious pearl

And I will not give you up or let you go

I will not share you with strangers who do not know your worth

I will not stop wanting you, needing you, loving you 

Even if you walk away from me.

©by Voo Shining Stone

Jan 16, 2021