Lovesick

I kiss you.
IIIIIIIIn the very doorway
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIof an inflexible family,
I kiss you.
IIIIIIIIn front of anyone
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIand everyone,
I kiss you.
IIIIIIIIn the most obvious way
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIin our entire relationship,
I kiss you.

IIIIIIIIn almost reluctance,
you push me away.
IIIIIIIYour eyes fade between
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlonging and distance;
you turn away.
IIIIIIIYou look around, warily,
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIalways ashamed;
you push me away.

“Leave,” you hiss,
IIIIIIIanger and fear mingling
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIItogether like
fat and bacon.
IIIIIII “Please go.”
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAnd your voice
breaks.