Love has morning breath

Love has morning breath
Sleep crusted eyes
And stubble here and there

Lies and tells the truth
Whispers and screams
to let you know it cares

Love talks in its sleep
And drools a little
Face mashed against the pillow

Begs you, nags you, lifts you up
While keeping secrets
From your ego

Love will turn its back on you
Steal all the sheets
And let one slip

Swear that it can’t stand your ass
Then pack your bags
And plan your trip

Love annoys
And picks with you
Wanting to play when you are broke

Getting on your last good nerve
Always laughing
At your joke

Love forgets to say, “Goodnight.”
And, “Good morning!”
And, “I love you.”

Arguing with everything
And second guessing
What you do

Love is hot and sweaty
Cold and quiet
And always in my mind

The paint I smack you with
While grinding teeth
Through tears that keep me blind

©6.28.2017