Shoe
You’re a boat shoe
Stitches strung up and down each side, in neatness
Laces like anacondas wrapped around a tree
A never ending loop of infinity
Flowing with an elegant figure eight
Tying you, when the infinite loop breaks
I’m lying on the ground
A special dance between the laces
Must be performed to achieve infinity once more
Learned as a kid, by song
It has always been just you and me
From a toddler till now
Humming the tune still aloud
To tie you back together again
Keeping me always tied to the ground
Like the anchor imprinted on your tongue and heel
I’m putting you on and starting out on the right foot
Preparing to be sea worthy
Your leather reminds me of the chill of open water,
Cascading over waves, the way you cover my sock
Your polished leather scent floods my nostrils
The way rushing waters overtake a town
Removing me from the situation at hand
I become lost like a stowaway at sea
Swirling in circles, without a paddle
All distractions disappear, only open water and you
I then realize, I am lost in you, my shoe
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