You used to worship and loveall parts of me, do you still?Easy to do when things weretight firm and newStaring in my mirror, I seeSo many scars, flaws, surelyyou do too?Approaching from behinda kiss placed at the base of my neckShh, stop, now's not the timeI feel your lips travel and tastetheir way down to a scar on my armLingering, I try to pull away from youHands turn me to face the mirroragain, a hand up under my chinL...
