Peanuts Envy
I envy the bed where upon she sleeps.
I envy the pillow where her weary tear seeps.
I envy the air that is her every breath.
I envy the sky above her and the land beneath.
I envy the sun that makes her silky hair shine.
I envy the moon that makes her wonder and pine.
I envy the time spent away from me.
I envy the time that we spent as we.
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