pink shirt

laying next to your twitching limbs
you're playing with my arm hair
as your pink shirt rises and falls
i suddenly realize you're a man
hairs peek out beneath your chin
and don't forget the one by your eye
probably the smoothest skin
and all i can think about is dieting
your face on my shoulder
as midnight grows older
watching guts on the boob tube
while i stare at your blemishes
all i can think about are your glasses
and that damn jaw-line