Soundless Feet

squeezed rubber holds his sole

kissing deep

an erudite trail of soft blossom

a perfumed hummingbird

rich mango and high fruited dancing

over my pale skin

his cocoa softness, eminates

forming pages of story

in a backdrop of forested thought

each step a whisper of chi

uncontrived

effortless

a note in the river song

drawing through

dust

made of love

the old football jersey and tincan van

disguising the jungle

pocketing his phone

sharing his smile

king of gentle eyes

God of soundless feet

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Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

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