Poetry; My Lover

Remind me again my name, I slip into a waking coma, Now and then. Now and then. Now. Lost in rose-coloured petals Of what feel like memories. Who I am? There are time I become you. I know it's you. Time and again. Time and again. Time. It ticks and your skin's sticks on my manners I am certainly no fool. No sir. Yet,it sticks. Creepy glue. A faceless writer A spineless Messiah A choreographed nightmare A reactant whistle blower A blizzard in a curtain. A tarot card misplaced. The greatness of a Capricorn Seduction of a narcissistic Virgo, Allure of a Taurean rage, the pungency of misty earth. Or just Monday blues With sexual tension. I am confused. Remind me again my name. E'ry time I say it, I hear you.