The tatooed flowers Eliza’s ribs looked like a hologram, like you could reach out, touch them and would feel them…smell them.
Terrence could not keep his hands, or his nose away from her. In bed, he liked the feeling of her ribs and spared no expense at touching her there…showing her…
He pressed his nose to her ribs, and kissed her rib by rib, and it made her feel very biblical. Even though it was Eve who was made from Adam’s rib…
Terrence kissed her ribcage, and then pulled her on top of him. They looked into each other’s eyes for a long time, and Terrence started to look like a hologram of her tattoo through her rose-colored visage…his face more lovely than any rose…
Rafe liked the tattoo, it was a reminder to him of when he first met her and she was more bohemian. These days, she did not fret as much about how it was when they first got together and she did not feel elegant enough to be his fiancee…
“You know I think that you are beautiful no matter what you do…” Rafe had said to her, as he kissed her ribcage.
When Eliza was alone, and she ran the tops of her fingers over her ribcage, it felt like love. The roses looked like photorealism on her flesh. Looking at herself naked in the full length mirror, she saw herself—her age and the flowers tattooed on her like love. There was love in her eyes and on her body, and she was grateful…
…for all of the love.
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Beautiful write and I am a huge fan if inked flesh
She has so much love to be grateful for… lovely!
Rebel xox