Dec 12, 2006 05:16
Scar
If
you think
I
can forget the
ice
of
your eye or the heat
of
your
thighs after midnight
then
you
have no idea how deep freezes
go
how
long fire lingers
or
how
far touch can reach,
no
idea
how sacred the finger prints
that
this
scar bears witness
to,
how
slowly and
relucatnatly
the
skin
seeks
recovery
from
you.
-Nancy Boutilier