Envy.

Envy.

A Poem by Luke Cazalet-Smith

I envy the Sun that kisses her skin with a merciful glow of love and warmth.

I envy the Moon that elegantly gazes over her as she lay her weary head.

I envy the Stars that wallow in her wishes and dreams as she wonders upon pastures anew.

I envy the man that holds her heart for that man not once were me.

© 2014 Luke Cazalet-Smith


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Added on December 18, 2014
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Luke Cazalet-Smith
Luke Cazalet-Smith

Gillingham, Kent, United Kingdom



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I am not a writer. Nor do I claim to be. I am merely a young man with a mind suffused with words, attempting to put them to paper. I hope you enjoy what it is I am fortunate enough to conjure. more..

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