Her Feet Poem by John Hawkes

HER FEET by John Hawkes

Her feet are her private part, nobody touches those,
In shoes she keeps them hidden, never to be exposed,

They are her very secret, that nobody ever knows,
The cutest little feet she has, the cutest little toes,

But when she is alone, and with her lover free,
She gets them out for only him, to play with and to see,


And such beauties they are to behold, their fineness and their mould,
Their softness and their flavour, I'll remember till I'm old,