Sole Mate

As my foot enters your mouth,

my sole and your sole connect,

being inside you sends shivers through my toes up to my heart,

as I flex my toes,

I feel each stitch all round to the top and at that moment we become one,

with you I would never wear socks,

nor covet another in your presence,

even if i buy another shoe,Β 

you will always be my number one,

My sole mate.

This poem won me a voucher for new shoes, Β now who said writing doesn’t pay.

πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€



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