Teach Me What Your Feet Do

What is that, that your feet do?

What are the images painted in the sand?

What are the notes sung by your strides?

Tell me.

I watch, mesmerized.

The ease of which you glide across the floor,

hands held with grace,

dress, following contours of your body and paths of your moves.

Oh how I enjoy that thing you beautiful feet do.

Show me, teach me to daze the drunken eye.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s