Red Shoes

Shiny and Red, heels 5 inches tall
Feeling sexy, strutting by
Straps to tease, she caught his eye 
Legs like chiffon, silky and smooth
Takes him back to that winter mood
Cobbled pavements, street cafes, Paris was beautiful
Encountering the mystery of her 
As the rain poured her insatiable passion flowed 
Her embraces soft and hard, her scent, her touch, her voice, her all
Shiny and Red, heels 5 inches tall
Feeling sexy, strutting by
Memories now of a distant sigh
The air from his voice dries her tears
As he lets the words ‘I Love You’ caress her ears
Thirty years and more they’ve shared together
The passion as sensual still resides
Her embraces soft, her scent, her touch, her voice, her all
For him there is no other
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Poyntz Avatar
March 5, 2010 at 3:59 PM
I think they should open up a new poem category and call it 'Sizzle' that category you would own. Irish
Fraser Avatar
August 19, 2009 at 11:36 AM
An absolute joy to read Allie, lucky guy is what i say - to have a loving lady>>James
Kendrick Avatar
August 19, 2009 at 4:20 AM
Nicely written love story. My father said the first time he saw my mother she had on red cotton stockings. She caught his eye. Keep writing. Sara
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