We sat together in bed
He grabbed my hand and looked down.
"What did you do?"
he asked me and frowned
as he saw the little scar,
a bit underneath my ring finger.
I lowered my head and
looked at our holding hands in smile.
"The weather was so sunny yesterday,
I went out in the garden,
I picked a rose and
scratched myself at one of the thorns,"
I said while his
thumb stroke over my knuckles.
"That's the most beautiful scar I've ever seen," he whispered.
His look was so intense as he
slowly brought my hand to his lips and
softly kissed the wounded skin.
written by myself
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Some weird stuff
All the love Lea
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