Him

He has a tiny mole above the left side of his lip.
And when he gets excited, he chews the inside of his cheek.
He is a master of sarcasm--
When he has something clever to say,
the right side of his mouth curls up
like he is trying to imitate Elvis.
His chest is oddly misshapen.
I could eat Cheerios out of it if I wanted to.

Without his ribs cradling my back at night,
I almost feel naked.
His legs are lean and lanky,
but I feel secure when he wraps them around my body.
I do not have to wonder about all of this,
for i have inhaled him countless times.
And I feel alive.