They’re just scars
Bumps in the road
Friction in the fire
Stones in the path
Caress
Feel my touch
Love them I do
A part of you
Scars are simple
Scars are complex
These ones are you
Cuts on the paper
Splutters of anger
Splutters of hate
It’s okay
He whispers
Take my hand
I’ll run it along
Touch them
Feel them here
Heartbeat soft
Fingers skimming
Breath deep…
Just you and me
Your scars make you…
