I crumble my napkin of jealousy,

sip the first straw of discontent,

chew your verbal parasol,

devour broken promises of hot lava,

regurgitate the charisma flowing

from your veins as my fate

rests beside uncertain shores.

Crushing the wings of lonesome

on my tongue, my emotions escape

through molasses midnight

feeding on sunset thoughts of you,

as your pores reside in other corners.

I taste remembered drips of passion

cooled by loss on my windowsill,

touch my lips to my salted wounds,

nurturing the fruit of misunderstanding.

My throat clogs with thirst for you

while envy’s venom poisons my soul.

Woeful shadows of doubt extinguish

my obsessive colors as my blue eyes

turn green.

The one thing I never thought would change,

the one thing I never thought could change,

but the sparkling turquoise specks,

turn from blue to white,

and his face crestfallen,

his world turned black,

sunsets only in the mind,

never seen outside,

walls are mortal enemies,

waiting by surprise,

rain reminding him of his humainity,

the rays never hurting his head,

the darkness leaving in his dreams,

the blue sky and green leaves return,

leaving him is a daze,

until the sounds wake him up,

and force him to remember

the eyes changed.