SHOES ... sexy, sensational, sassy ... survival.

OLD SHOES

She pulls me from my spot, from under the cot
Six o'clock in the morning, starting our day
Many more miles in our way
I get so tired of this everyday grind
Looking for a new place to rest until nighttime
Walking down alleys, tracks and streets
I'm surprised I have any soles left under her feet
At least we don't stink
New places, new faces but everyday the same, walking a hundred miles even in the rain
Soaking wet, I want to rest
We can't stop now, we are in this together her and I we are three of a kind
Danskin is my name
I may have been cheep but I'm still on her feet
It's been two years carrying her through this town
It's not to bad, we still get to have fun
On the night we are aloud to stay out, we go the the bar she drinks, we dance
We let some steam out
Six nights out of the week we have to stay in
If not we lose our spot
It might not be the best but at least it's warm and dry under the shelter cot
She slips me off, laces tied
Under the cot she puts me in my spot until morning time

I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, - and the stars through his soul.
Victor Hugo

Thank you so much Mariah Charlene for sharing your wonderful scribe ... Feel free to enter another

.:Converse Love:.


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Look..
Keep your bucks
As for me
I’ll always love my Chucks
For real.  Taylor made to chill
Call ‘em the funky fresh
One, then two...Then feel The Rush

Defining all that’s cool within Nike-dom
Be you that reconfigured urbanite or that beach bum
When spring come;
Just bounce to the store and lace some
But remember, you gotta have a flow just to wear ‘em
With or without a buzz they so casual
My Chucks?   They never ever bashful

See, I’ve been wear ‘em since hip stirs became shaken
Despite all those that come & go they’ve never been forsaken
High top or low.  They remain so amazing
Sock or sock-less...The footwear for when I'm blazing

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photo: Alexandra O'Connor

I don't know if sex with a shoe salesman qualifies for this competition or not. I'll let you be the judge.

"Worship My Feet"

This is a story about a friend named Jack
He has a reputation for wearing all black
He owns a shoe store on the Sunset Strip
The tales that he tells are always a trip
 
One night we were partying back at my place
About a dozen of us were getting shit faced
The night turned into morning and most went to bed
Except for Jack and I and that’s when I said
 
“I see the way you look at me, I’m in the mood to play
Come up to my room with me, I want you to stay”
I knew what he liked and for Jack I had a treat
I pulled out his big dick and I rubbed it with my feet
 
He grabbed my left ankle and began licking my arch
His dick stood at attention and ready to march
He took my right foot and my toes got nicely sucked
I squeezed his dick between my feet so they could get well fucked
 
He grabbed me by the ankles and he fucked my cute soft feet
Using spit to lube them up for his throbbing meat
Then he grabbed his dick and started stroking fast
He moaned and tensed his body, followed by a blast
 
His cum covered my feet as he released all his stress
I put them in my mouth, licking up the mess
Now it was my turn and I lied back on my bed
Jack dove in face first and started giving head

There is an element of seduction in shoes that doesn't exist for men. A woman can be sexy, charming, witty or shy with her shoes. Christian Louboutin

kriticool - your piece took me back to asphalt beaches - ballin' hard and yellin' "Next!"

Holly - your ink was sexy and funny - a whole new definition for 'pumps'

Worn out old shoes
No tread left at all
I ran over a thousand miles
In these shoes most of them
Within ten miles of my house
I ran so far and changed so much
But I ran because
she was there running too

Shoes can transform who you are at the moment

My Nike sneakers
remind me to work out
or attend a school conference
or football practice and games

Black heels  
remind me of my black trench coat and nothing else.
Leaning against cool granite
while my love devoured my soul

Tall, grey, high heeled boots
remind me of sexy nights
at a music lounge or Broadway show
exchanging naughty glances and sweet kisses

Blue, green and black block heels
remind me of a night out in Vegas
upon our return to the hotel room,
we stripped eachother's clothes off at the door

My brown motocycle boots
remind me ofthe time I went to a motorcycle show.
I straddled a few bikes,
my picture was taken
but the gentleman's face behind me was priceless

I have more with stories to tell
new shoes that have lots to experience
and await for that moment I pick them
to come with me
I love how they transform me

A naked woman in heels is a beautiful thing. A naked man in shoes looks like a fool.
Christian Louboutin

caxton - I hear ya ... nothing like the motivation of a woman to make us do all sorts of things

Lena-underneath ... Sounds like you lead a life more bold & daring than the Catwoman.  You've got the shoes but what about the whip?

First I have to say - the wonderful writing and interpretations of this theme is why I've held off from hosting competitions for so long ... Choosing a "winner" is numbing and oh so difficult ...

Congrats! kriticool! - your ode to Chucks was a lesson on how the simple things work best ... 

... Holly - as stated - loved your interpretation of "pumps" 

... Primogenito - your closet is a lovely labyrinth of leather that surely delights ... special nods to SW9618 (great ode to sneaker heads), and Lena-underneath (I loved how your shoes help script your adventures). 

LobodeSanPedro said:First I have to say - the wonderful writing and interpretations of this theme is why I've held off from hosting competitions for so long ... Choosing a "winner" is numbing and oh so difficult ...

Congrats! kriticool! - your ode to Chucks was a lesson on how the simple things work best ... 

... Holly - as stated - loved your interpretation of "pumps" 

... Primogenito - your closet is a lovely labyrinth of leather that surely delights ... special nods to SW9618 (great ode to sneaker heads), and Lena-underneath (I loved how your shoes help script your adventures). 


Thanks LSP again for the comp and the "special nods" congrats to the winner and runners-up, so well deserved! Now excuse me, must go try on my new Jordans

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ha.  guess give a writer the right muse..  

thanks for the nod
considering the source, i'm
very appreciative

thnx again

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Thank you for awarding my poem as a runner up. Congrats Kriticool.