Sandals
My chariot arrived around noon
the quarry was thickened with faint
hushes while cedar and elm chased about
raw scents throughout the draw bridges lined
with knotted ropes of husk tainted with rusted
metal rings clinging to the sound of my footsteps
as I entered the coach daintily folded nestled down
in complete thought channeling sensual needs
beyond my beckoning soul pining away at the seams
a sheer blessed meaningful lesson toiled beneath
my bronzed feet wrapped in mink and leather attire
while my eyes whispered a shyfulness hidden behind
a masquerade of soundless gestures heard only
at the sound of an infamous pin drop
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