Four-Eyed Monster

the science behind kissing

states that
when two lips collide
to form a kiss
the bacterial ecosystem in the mouth explodes

all at once 

your bacterial fingerprints

smudge the glass cultures of their mouths

and their alien bacteria invades yours

like a monsoon from the south
interestingly,

when you kiss the same person again

and again

over a period of time

the bacteria diffuses

thus, essentially making your mouths

the same, singular mouth on the inside

I'm no scientist

but I wonder

can this theory be used
for the act of making love ?
can it be said that when
two lovers have sex
their lives intertwine
like forest vines

not just emotionally,

but physically
can it be said that when

The Spice Girls
sang their song

" 2 Become 1 "

they actually knew 

what they were saying
and literally meant it

maybe that explains why the

Malay word for sex,
" bersetubuh "
roughly translates to
" being one, physically "

I'm no scientist
but I can definitely see the beauty of this
how beautiful it is

to be able to

love someone so much

you merge together

like a four-eyed monster
being poetically inseparable
as if invisibly stitched onto one another
every where you go
you carry your lover
in your mouth

and every where your lover goes
she carries you on the tip of her tongue
maybe that explains why you
can't stop talking about each other

I'm no scientist

but I wonder

after you have merged

after you have become

one

what happens
when 

your lover

leaves ?

maybe that explains why
when you left

I swear
I thought I died
because 

I trusted you with my heart

and when you left 

you left with it

maybe that explains why

when you left

it felt like my skin

was being ripped

from my body

and my flesh was stripped
from me

until I was only

an empty vessel

of the man I once was

maybe that explains why

when you left

I felt incomplete
not just emotionally

but physically

because for a brief moment

in our twisted lives

I was you

and you were me

and we lived in each other

comfortably

then you just had to 

pack your bags

with pieces of me

get up and leave

and leave me

empty 

cold and alone
by the side of the street

like you never did love me

like you never did kiss me

like I never meant anything to you

I was good to you

I would've given anything

just to hear half your breath

I just wish

I didn't have to see

you becoming a four-eyed monster

with someone 

other than me