Morning Likeness

You couldn’t stop breathing for me.
On the night I couldn’t sleep
You lay there, and my embittered mouth
Cursed you, flickering lips in the darkness
Hissing, snakelike into the quiet.

When you wake to find me
Hungover from sweating next to you all night,
I hate the redness of your cheeks
And your hair, bed blown into mocking tornadoes
Above your ears.

Oh solvent mystery so probing
Oh you hideous spider!
Anansi, mocking my loathing
In your malicious way.
With a perfect smile
Held between black lips.

Your morning voice,
You unmemorized helplessness,
They plague my heartskin,
And with a virus like sigh,
I am forced to lace you with my love.
Coming from the rising east,
Rushing to my garnet lips
And brushing out your eyebrows with crimson.