He sits
beside me
drawing circles
with his finger tips
all over
my body-

He kisses
my neck
shoulder
stomach
waist
hips
and then
to my surprise
he runs his finer
along the inside of my thigh
not sexually
as you may assume

"What are these?"
he asks with wonder
in his eyes
"...Stretch marks"
embarrassed
I try to cover them

He moves my hand
and kisses
the three marks
along my thigh

He comes up to kiss me
and whispers
"Stretch marks
scars
beauty marks
scratches.
I love them all."

For once
I felt beautiful
and fell deeper
in love
than I ever thought
one could.