Why Can't I Be Beside You by Adam Daniel

marigold

we fall together
like puce

and pewter, stone and ice

you never even
sang to me
but

on beaches
with other women (apparently)

you are bocelli himself    i

think your colors

are stupid -   yeah, that is
what i said, but

in reality
i really don't.
i love them. and

my jealousy glows
as much as those
stinky rotten half-gold
flowers

(the ones i've always loved)

until it is almost
as much as
i have always loved you

but

i can't say it now,
her vows are

set in stone...