Rest Yr Chin

paint my face
like hers
let me
sleep on it,
the side of the bed,
that belonged to her
let me toss and turn
and see where you rest yr chin

tell me who has the softer skin,
the better hands,
the better touch,
who is a better fuck?

who do you dream of while you sleep,
who do you see when you wake up?
do you imagine
her
for just a second
a reminder, a dream you once had,
was it
this good?
was it
this bad?