A map of journeys taken spanning 3-9-40
deeply etched in skin as inkless tattoos
you have them

In whorls broken or spidery mazes
a multitude proofs of love conceived
you bear them

Unsightly yet harmless save to ego
no healing salve or lotion known
abhor them

For nothing else mars the binding
the circling of four
adore them

Stretch marks the spot.

Posted in: Reflectcelfer | | July 2007