Burning into malice

Can't you tell it in my eyes, this burning passion that blisters my skin leaving a corrosive tingle of malice toward any other recipient of your heart. The stars above shone for you, I believed, as I witnessed your radiance reflected in my eyes and for the first time ever jealousy gripped me, wanting to be the one in your sky, with sight to be reserved for just one or for none at all. © panducollections