...Use your finger to trace the scar upon my chest- I lied - it wasn't a knife wound, but a scrape from a nail sliding under a fence to see you...

...you trace a finger over my scar and uncloak me like a timid star...

...when you're hard and unyielding your words score me with lines - I hate lines - I want curves - curves are happy like a snowman ...

...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

...true love is my religion...

...all my life I prayed to a star – Later discovered it was Venus – I was praying to Aphrodite and wondering why she was sending me you -sad...