it seems i can't leave your look behind
  By marti mills

this morning i woke to see
my secret bed guest from this angle looks
just like you

the repetition of
showers,
coffee,
a brisk whisk of tobacco
moves through me and begins my day

it was only a matter of time to notice
my secret bed guest has the same mole
just under and centered between his impossibly
slight ribs
muscles one would never suspect of being this defined
legs so long and slim, trim and thin
when they wrap around me it feels like you
with anatomy so beautiful, is it not wondrous both have
names
of physicians from antiquity

a boy behind the desk at the theater has your same nose
a ring implanted just so
a cashier tall and skinny
a bike mechanics hands are just as yours
a piece of him and a part of her

maybe you weren’t all that special anyway