Tints and Shades

[Todd]

There's a lot I like here. Some comments below:

Tints and Shades

I’m forgetting what you looked like
without pixels tied to color
but I always painted you a cherry hue--line 2 feels a bit digital and it's slightly jarring to shift the medium in line 3. I do like though how you use the cherry hue to imply and emotional state or at least an emotional exchange and relationship between the speaker and the person being observed, recorded, painted. In a way, this is saying I always through you/we were happy but upon reflection (S2) it was more difficult.

 and I remember when I noticed--remember is a nice touch to give a connection with the forgetting of the previous stanza.
that your cheeks were more like thunderstorms--love this. Great image!
Puffing, pouting, always passing through.--While I think puffing and pouting works, I'm not liking always passing through. It feels like it's there solely to accomodate the rhyme and not the content. I don't think it works with the image you've built.

I forget how my legs mixed with yours--Again good return to forget
atop my tired mattress--Tired is a wonderful word here to imply the weight of the relationship and not just imply sex. When intimacy gets too heavy to carry anymore.
and if they’d clap along like waves
or melt like sun--These two lines are so good at showing not just a sexual act it makes me think of Gluck and her "premise of union". It's complicated though and mixed. There's both good and bad here. I do think you need an article before sun (the). It feels stilted and unnatural without one.
But I remember how you’d stare
you’d smooth your lips and pat my hair--don't think you need "you'd"
and laugh when I told you that I was scared--may not need "that"
 you’d run.--This line is great following the scared comment above. "I was scared/you'd run" The contrast and surprise makes this work well.

Yet here I lie in sheets that I have 
piled mountains deep--again mountains feel like a self-protective image. It works well here.
In the hope their cotton bleeds into my skin.--one of the better more evocative lines in the poems.
Curves and caves lie low
nostalgic undertow, awaken
Crawling hunger howls within.--I'm  not sure these last three lines are working for me. I need to give them more time. It feels like you've changed the tone and  I'm not sure it's working.

While sunlight sashays against my wall
 and I breathe in patterns known--I don't' like the syntax reversal of patterns known to accommodate the partial rhyme with stones. It feels unnatural.  
I know that time has welcomed change
Encrusting mossy stones.
Bringing to fruition the awareness
I have grown
 but how you’d laugh and pat my hair
 when I warned I would lie alone.--It's a serviceable ending though I'd prefer something that hit a little harder. It feels like the poem has power in the beginning and middle and loses steam at the end.
 

All that said, I do really like this. I hope the comments help you.

Best,

Todd