My Red Lines

 

For Blair

 

Scratches on my back

Are love marks.

Love bites.

Like the lines on my back, stretched by time:

They are what they will,

Left by a red tide.

But these were for me, brought red to life by you.

 

There are some scars which will not heal

And I don’t want them to.

 

 

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