Jealous Fire

Now I ask, "Are you really the kind man I have ever known, his heart?"

I can't understand it.

When the sun sets on the twilight horizon, my heart asks, "Where are you and how do you pass it?"

I can't understand it.

I can't accept any reason.

Never find out about the red sky in my head.

Even though I still express the question, "Are you really the man I've ever known, his heart?"

Time has revealed everything.

No need to choose because I'm not for you to choose.

I hope you are happy, the man I have ever known, his heart.
2018

Poetry from Seha76!