# #feet

2 poems

## [bonfire](https://chromato.graphics/bonfire)

we spin on turntables  
gift-wrapped bubbles  
plotting high treason

one query hangs on  
a hook near my thigh  
_“how do you want to feel?”_

you produce three words  
two supple, one sharp  
relaxed. caregiven. surrender.

we better not have another  
handle’s cold to the touch  
i hold your hand for warmth

fetching a towel and water  
unfamiliar closet and faucet  
you aren’t used to this, are you?

inside these walls, a forest  
i lead you down the worn path  
to a fire blazing at the center

it’s just us dancing there —  
adjust angles, rhyme rhythms  
dig holes with feet and fingers

you haven’t visited in years  
moonlight in an empty room  
i’ve never been, but will again

draw maps into memory  
twist silver, pink, and blue  
the way back is circular

## [steps](https://chromato.graphics/steps)

now please, sit back  
stretch out your legs  
relax awhile —  
furniture begs

pull off your boots  
i’ll kneel below  
slip off your socks  
and take it slow

bare both your soles  
flex all ten toes  
your footstool’s goal:  
to be repose

our arches meet —  
my back, your curve  
almost so much  
i don’t deserve

a faint perfume  
teases my nose  
the smoothest skin  
so rarely shows

i’ll work them deep  
with oiled hands  
their perfect forms  
each digit fanned

red lacquered nails  
command my eyes  
and higher heels  
you’ve made me buy

bare, they stay — no  
decoration  
focus trained on  
adoration

pressed on my face  
i’ll kiss you there  
and lick the base  
become ensnared

kick or trample  
i’ll take the pain  
with shoes sampled  
my body strains

pleads for pressure  
that space between —  
the greatest pleasure:  
touch from the queen

release the jewels  
that flood within  
wetness pools  
on shining skin