I envy you,
You that is invisible but true.
I envy your every step,
I envy the way you sneak up to my doorstep.
I envy your freedom,
I envy your invisible kingdom.
I envy your silence,
I envy your violence.
I envy your soft voice,
I envy your loud noise.
I envy your mystery,
I envy your mystic presence,
I envy your pure essence.
My admiration for you is such,
That I am subdued by your simple touch.
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