Kite Dreams

A Thing or Two about Boots

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Pajamas

I love a woman in boots,
Red boots to be precise. And I wonder if my wife
Has ever worn a pair of high heeled crimson boots
To a party or a night club,
Before she met me.

Boots make you, one of the following
Personalities; cowgirl, farm girl,
Or a lass with a good fashion sense,
And boot is a phenomenon, just like a booty call,
Those late night burning rituals,
Pyrotechnics of two sparking bodies.

I know the term “booty” really well now.
It is applied in two ways for me,
“Booty camp” and “booty call”,
Though both for me, give the same meaning now,
It is the time spent by my wife, between
The future and the past tenses,
Of the verb “come”.

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