Such pretty stretch marks!
have you ever said that?
how does one appreciate them?
gingerly, once one gets past the revolting discovery of their presence.
Take a rose, for instance.
how plain she’d be without those streaks.
how seductively she sways those hips.
how she teases with her intoxicating aroma.
close your eyes and
see her delicate petals prettified by the venation that gives her life.
such pretty stretch marks…