325 Elementary Love

sticky heels
what am I supposed to feel?
honey, I know this is bad poetry
but I’m going wild
seeing you torn up in another’s nest -
okay, all the cards I deal
give me only second best
to your love’s capricious whims

I reckon if you knew
what my trembling hands say to me
you’d get up in a flurry of perfume and rose
but honey
I’m going wild