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

“...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...”

“...everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ...”

“...I pluck every day from my sweater or chair, red hairs...strands of significance, traces of you in my life ...”

“...the wounds of the past and the scars of the present don't disfigure me in your eyes - because you know the price I pay for loving you ...”

“...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...”

“I send my words to you over the ether net like a message in a bottle...”