Authors: Lark Lane
Love Scars (21 page)
Sheila Grenmore, the woman who bought my house, had been fronting for J.D. She was his mother. With all his wealth, J.D. could live anywhere, but he wanted to live here with me. He had a great idea for a wall of windows along the back deck, like in his room on the island.
I went out to get some coffee and a kiss from J.D. Jaxom Draco Reider. My husband, the dragonrider, chopper of green onions. “What are you going to do today?” he said.
“Be lazy,” I said. “Enjoy my life.” I took
The White Dragon
down from the bookshelf and hugged it to my chest and went outside.
On the deck I sat in the swinging chair J.D. had put up just for me. Through the kitchen window, I watched him go about the business of making omelets for our breakfast, smiling to himself with his plans for the day.
The book fell open at the place I’d marked years ago, the upper corner blasphemously turned down. I paged back to the beginning and started again, eager to get on with it.
J.D. finished writing his song. He played it for Nora the day they brought home their first child from the hospital:
In this sometimes impossible world
You come to meet me
Your thoughts are gentle, your heart is clear
And in this sometimes impossible world,
I do not greet you
My heart is bitter, I live in fear
I have forgotten the moon
I do not sing to the stars
I see shadows where you’ve created firelight
Showing my love scars
In this almost unbearable world,
you sing a new song
You come to free me, if I could hear.
And in this almost unbearable world
I seek a reason
To sing the old song. I cannot see
The light you bring me. I live in fear
I have forgotten the moon
I do not sing to the stars
I see shadows where you’ve created firelight
Risking more love scars
I always thought that I was left in love
Because I wasn’t
Good enough.
I don’t know what to make of
All your kind
Consistent
Affection.
Now the thought occurs that I was
Left in love
Because I wasn’t
Loved.
O! the wasted years
Pursuing heartless perfection.
In the best of all possible worlds,
You come to meet me
Your arms are open, your heart is clear
And in the best of all possible worlds,
I rise to greet you
My thoughts are loving, my heart is clear
And I will call out the moon
And you will call out the stars
And we’ll make funny little shadows in the firelight
Wearing nothing but our love scars.
Love Scars by Jaxom Draco Reider
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Love Scars
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Love Scars – a new adult romance
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