literary, narrative, poems, poetry, writing

Shoe fetish

These shoes
I chose to wear —
is that the reason
why you stare?
You must imagine
my body bare.
You’re probably
picturing my feet
up in the air.
And me going all
like, “Oooh, yeah.”
Tell me, truth or dare?

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