Some roads demand bare feet.
They long to feel the pressure of your steps,
to greet your heels and toes with heat.
Usually, these roads are near the beach.
And once you step from stone to sand,
you know that surfaces are like water,
that they change form.
The title all on its own is a poem.
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ReplyDeleteI love the notion of the road that begs. And the surfaces like water--wow. This is a "sticky" phrase, meaning one that will be sticking in my mind! Lovely.
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