Jealousy

I sat there behind him,
Watching his every move.
My heart ablaze, slowly burning
The fire flaring, green with envy.

I saw him embrace her with his lips,
And I saw her returning it, with a vengeance.
The smile on his kisser drove me mad.
I was on the verge of whining, like a spoilt brat.

I tore my gaze away from the childish act,
Why in public?! It was quite obscene!
He stoked the side of the buttery skin,
With his every touch, I unintentionally cringed…

The world around me faded away,
To the quiet zone that was in my head.
I wanted to be like the people in their graves
I wanted to join them, I wish she would too.

My senses combined to a heightened receptacle,
With each move, he fanned my green fire
It grew more intense, it engulfed me whole.
In life’s play, am I acting a solo role??

He pressed his ample lips,
Against her resilient flesh.
His tongue lashed out
Against her nubile light skin.

It cause her very surface to back away,
As if in pleasurable shock...
She recoiled unto herself
And yielded yet more for him…

What I would do, what I would give
To take his tongue, and lash it to a cactus,
What I would do, what I would give,
To be him now, fulfilling the needs
That beset man since he left the trees.

It was an urge, it needed filling,
He had everything I wanted
There and then… but i…
Had nothing.

He basked in self-gratifying pleasure,
Delighting in each morsel he took.
She was completely his, for his taking.
My disgust for him grew, I was burning
With desire and envy.

He had everything! I had nothing!
I need to be him! Life is unfair!!
I lamented as he, with infinite tenderness,
Savored the final piece of his pandan cake.
I glowered at the mountainous plate of rice before me
And decided to finish it off…

*try to infer from this… Take note of the slightest details. If you still don’t get it, message me (^_^)
Special thanks to my English teacher who taught me this style of writing*