General Poetry posted August 2, 2012 |
a walk through relationships
Better Learn Your Shoes
by victortouche
The fall of tennis shoes,
treads laid down soft on me remain markedly outlined. My first one wore tennis shoes, always liked the denim too. Skin so deep, bronzed her beauty inside. Eyes that flashed and left me young. The later one, she liked heels you see. Wiggle, squiggle, still. Man, she was for me. Found heels can leave a little... deeper scratch. But one does heal, a tad wiser mark. Hey, there goes my third. I think she's wearin' flats. Sweet woman, just concerned for me. |
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