you preferred gold and red
like autumn and glory
i drenched my locks in the darkest black
to remind you of original sin

you enjoyed sweet and her name was a candy
to savour
i spat bitter spewed sour
to turn off the appetite that fed the ego
that festered the nature
of man

you favoured short,
i covered every inch of myself in layer upon layer
long enough to spell out opposition
of every preference
you harbor