The time had come
To clip my nails again
Kicking and screaming
They hold me down
Walking barefoot
Down a gravel drive
Nothing bothers me there
The lightest touch
That is supposed to tickle
Sends tears of pain
Rolling down my cheeks
Sitting in a restaurant
i slip my shoes off
Placing my bare foot
Between His legs
He reaches down and
Rubs the top of my foot
Waves of pleasure wash over me
He massages my feet
Touching them when
No one else can
You have written a perfect lyric about the beauty of a woman's feet, and the pleasure of pampering and pleasuring them! Excellent images, excellent words to describe them!
Starward