Sweet Jealousy

I envy the wind, that compresses your skin;                                   
That blows through your hair, whispers in your ear,
And sweeps across the air you breathe.



I envy the rain, that rolls down your back;
That soaks through your clothes, wets your lips,
And washes your body.

I envy the winter, that freezes your fingers;
That clings to your shirt, and feels you when you
Wrap your arms around it.

I envy the sun, that keeps you warm;
That makes you hot, that makes you sweat,
And sees you each day.

I envy the air, that moves through you;
That shares your life, stays with you,
And takes care of you.