Love's Side Effects

Stars back in their sockets
but drunken dust still spins
in my addled brain;
Your lovely mast rolled
on pillow, now shadow
of moon's faded beams

Toxic vapors swell
and fermented kisses
seep from my lungs;
Your perfumed shroud
lining the sheets
evaporates

My hangover begins;
your fleeting essence
tortures my senses:
stained sheets, musky odor
cracked lips, chapped legs
on swabbed neck, hickey