​UGLY

There’s your face

Cheek to my skin

And nobody even

Knows the shade

Of all the colors

Bleeding into

The hollows of your

Cheeks,

But I feel it goes

Beyond the white

Of my outsides

and the grainy

Hash of my

Innards.

If I had

All the beauty

In the world,

I’d spoil it

By losing my name

and Yours, too.

And as our breath

Mingles,

You taking

Everything

From my reach,

And all I have left

To touch

Are the hollows,

those colors.