lose the socks by Kerowyn RoseLose the Socks
with feet bared
there is gravel
between your toes
for a short moment
before your feet hit
the grass and move
then onto the porch
and into the house
your tennis shoes
sit hidden under the
coffee table as your
tender pads are com-
forted by plush carpet
and alternately cooled
by the wood flooring
you are searching for
the purple foot bath
once soaked, towel
dried and lotioned
your feet make their
way up the stairs
pausing momentarily
as the cat falls upon
their soft nakedness
purring and rubbing
before darting away
your slippers are
lonely inside
the closet while
your toes are busy
tracing a pattern
in his chest hair
before sliding down
between his legs to
tease his hardness
slipping even further
down getting tangled
in the bed clothes
searching for his socks
10/28/2008 Posted on 10/29/2008 Copyright © 2024 Kerowyn Rose
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Mark Maxey on 10/29/08 at 03:18 AM welcome to Pathetic....please add more of your work! |
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/29/08 at 03:59 AM Well, you certainly know how to set the mood. Nice work. |
Posted by Joe Cramer on 10/29/08 at 05:44 PM exceptionally well done! Welcome to Pathetic..... |
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/29/08 at 06:37 PM This is tender and sensual....much enjoyed this, "tootsie" roll!!!! Welcome. |
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