Jealousy is a raging black
It sounds like an angry voice echoing in your thoughts
It feels like a sickness that is un-curable
It smells like a flame overtaking an abandoned bush
It tastes like an unsweetened lime
It makes one feel envious in dispair
Love is blind
Like the wind rustling in the trees on cool winter night
Like that first of hot chocolate after playing in the snow
Unmarked like the earth after a morning rain
Blameless and gorgeous
Like the soft, smooth fur of a new born puppy
Like the many shades of color found hiding in the sun
Like the evening darkness filled with miraculous lights revealed to the world as stars
Love is blind but can see through the hearts of many
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