My Love, your feet are so petite! I have a hunger so very deep, Tender toes are such a treat! I feast my eyes upon your feet. Painted nails, it never fails, To hold my attention, To taste your toes, Only I know, That is my utmost intention. The smell is that of lilac, The taste is that of cream, The way you arch your sensuous back, I feel I’m in a dream, Your soles are so deeply pink, They are so very smooth, I have none other I can think, To take the place of you, Lying here I feel I’m blessed, With your love so dear, Your heart so filled with tenderness, Romance is very near, I take you in my loving arms, You lay down beside me, I protect you from all harm, And savor your feet so sweetly. SHANE D. MOORE 8/9/1999 ALL RIGHTS RESERVEDBirth sign: Sagittarius
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