Wednesday, January 07, 2015

Old Flames & New

The night we met I showed him my stretch marks. He called them flames.

Ten years later, candles burn in our bedroom as he strokes my belly and kisses the new flames our children etched into my skin.

Thus sayeth at
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18 comments:

  1. Candace10:30 AM

    That's so beautiful!

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  2. SusanWritesPrecise11:12 AM

    I'm with Candace. Charming a beautiful writing.

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  3. Unknown11:33 AM

    Awww now that is love!

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    1. Lyzard9:07 AM

      It certainly feels that way. ;)

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  4. Anonymous2:26 PM

    Lovely and unique at the same time.

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    1. Lyzard9:07 AM

      Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

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  5. kymm4:39 PM

    Sweet!

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  6. TMWHickman5:32 PM

    Awww! Romance at its finest!

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  7. Treading Water in the Kiddie Pool9:45 PM

    And those are the very best kind...

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  8. Lyzard9:08 AM

    I definitely feel like I've won the lottery in the husband department.

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  9. Unknown9:36 AM

    Nicely put.

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  10. Anonymous2:08 PM

    Yes, the years do seem to be burning away. Nice answer.

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  11. Anonymous3:23 PM

    lovely, what a true romance.

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  12. Rachel8:12 PM

    love this!!

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