There’s something
about your ugly face,
That double
chin, that unibrow.
When you look at
me with ragged breath,
My body melts
inside out.
The whispering lips are ample full,
Baring beautiful
cigar-stained teeth.
The gap between your
molars two
Let escape an
alcoholic reek.
With longing when
you lift your eyes,
Your gaze is but
a silken lace.
As your protruding
belly heaves,
Things around me
turn to haze.
There’s
something about your ugly face,
That balding
head, those droopy lids.
Though I am
ashamed to my very core,
I continue our secret
trysts.
