Clarification

Am I being entered                                     by a man
            or leaving the body                                     of a woman?
This bed is a bassinet with satin sheets,
and leads to a back porch with a door
that waxes brief and wanes eternal.
Always the porch.  Always a hand in
some kind of motion across my cheek,
which is a morning glory for either of them.

He was just here, I know it, my
body still so warm.  I have heard
this silence before; it is my
hermaphrodite.  His face becomes
hers becomes me naked on a back porch.  I
reach for my clothes in a bassinet, uncover
                                                                                    a bloodstone.