Bare-footed
You wouldn’t tell me
To walk bare-footed upon the sand
Where buried rocks
Sever soles of my
Beating nub’s footsteps
For once when I
Was brimming dare
To nest my hand in yours
You showed me stars
Then in a flick
I blinked and you were gone
Lessons taught
Remain unlearnt
As still I yearn to cross
The wobbly bridge
That buttons up
An ever-widening chasm of trust
My feet are sore
For healing salve
To bring them up and about
For then once more
They do aspire
To walk bare-footed upon the sand
Labels: poetry
1 Comments:
a beautiful testing ground for bare feet ;-)
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