how handsome is one toe;
to say it is,
but just to me how gentle is too stone.
and what will i give up instead and truth,
for you are calling me...out too view one sea.
faith it may it take away the stress,
my world each day so full,
it fills my head,
that narrow spot i kiss and gaze upon.
with each gentle squeeze from end to end,
and when i look down,
so far away at you down there and that is too,
but for the grace of god out there, a tiny
spot that fills my head, it makes me look again.
lol this is very naugty! Of course it makes you look again... Toes are supposed to keep you balancing! Smiling at you Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I loved this; it's really perfect; but when I read the end I thought that it said, 'it makes me want to look again..' and that would work too and not change the meaning at all. But it's perfectly lovely just like it's done now.