You are so bothered

by the lines on your body

you read them like libel

or graffiti on a temple

When I see the stretch

I see growth

A past

memories good and bad

Most of all I see change

Something inside

growing beyond its home

Creating new temples for itself

I wish you wouldn’t erase the growth

even the pain has formed interesting lines

embrace them, as I have

Watching you grow into something wonderful