Epigram In Sum Of My Thoughts In High School

No work of art can ever quite compete

with the awesome beauty of her stockinged feet;

nor any words of poetry or prose

describe the joy to kiss her sheer-sheathed toes.

Her silky footsteps trace paths of a Muse

with uttered and unchanged contempt for shoes.

 

Starward

 

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