Burning Jealousy

I lit a match
to scorch her name.
Her eyes disguise lies.
I’m left with ashes;
ashes of a catalyst,
tensing a name that
cools all to still
far be it from
me to speak on
the phone to quell
her fears of escaping,
me leaving her with
a concept I’d constructed
to arouse her jealousy.
I ever so lost
control of an affinity
who looked as sexy
as she did the
first time we met.

Twitter – @AC0040

(© 2023 AC.)

(WattpadAmazon KindleSpillwordsThe Writers ClubThe Indie Book Store)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s