Glacier Lines
Lines on my chest like a treasure map
X marks the spot
Your finger trails one from left to right
I sigh
Signed their names across my heart
I didn't ask them to
Ridges, glacier lines.
Your tongue leaves a small
moist trace down the valley of
dried tears
My hand lifts your head
In a desperate plea
to stop
Your love includes scars
My pain denies them
***
January 2, 2017
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