What I love about her feet

What I love about her feet

29 October 2015

 

 

Her beautiful feet

They accompany me so

Pitter-patter drops

 

I hear them often

In my memories’ landscapes

As they run uphill

 

I love their rivers

So tiny yet so graceful

Etched in her soft skin

 

She came out of me

Rosy-faced not touched by age

Soft and smooth, taut skin

 

Fretting in twined month

She barely missed the Ninth toll

Divided by Three

 

I looked on in awe

What I love about her feet

Is how strong they are