A red hot shot strikes at chest
A hot flush runs inside the loins
The neck is choked
The eyes befogged
Mind is numb
Nothing penetrates
It makes a fool of me in crowd
The heightened color of cheek
The weepiness of voice
I stand out marked a first rate fool
Oh jealousy, How I hate you!
Cursed indeed was my fate
To get such a malicious mate
But………in the aftermath
After the showdown –in the lingering bitter sweet state
I think I learn to live with you
Your presence is red hot….scalding
But suffices to show that love still burns
Bright in heart- at least mine
Perhaps it is better to suffer
Than feel nothing
You exist because passion exists
I am not lifeless.
Baptism by fire- that is what
You have done to me
You are part of my growth process
To discover myself I must
Necessarily wrestle you
You teach me to give space to others
To adjust and coexist with generosity
If I ever stake claim to sublimity
It is you who guided me from bestial to divinity
So the green eyed witch!
I am sorry to have maligned your name
Poke me with your thorns
As much you wish
I needed you to restore my
Faith in love, God
And Myself.
