To say this color green suits me well, hurts.
Truth be known green is what I am.
It's a fatal blow of envy's kiss which leaves
me languishing in bitterness.
You drape your arm with an adornment...it's not me.
She with her onyx eyes and pomegranate lips
coils around you like a snake, posed to strike anyone
who gets to close to her prey.
Perhaps I should clothe myself in red as well,
don't get me wrong, these aren't the colors
of a festivitious celebration, they're
the sins which plague my heart.