Footnote: Tanka While Dreaming Of My Lady's Stockinged Feet

[approximately 2am, EST, November 3, 2018]

 

Preparing to read
these lines, you slip your stockinged
feet from those platform
sandals.  With a coy smile, you
say, "That is so much better."

 

A certain brand of
nylons provides ultimate
softeness---to:  your feet;
my eagerly upturned face; and
my lips, bestowing kisses.

 

Even the newly
cut grass eagerly spreads its
stain---fragrant and green---
across your sheer-sheathed soles; your
feet as eagerly shoeless.

 

Kyakuchuu

 

 

 

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