My Shoe

As I am head over heels for you, I’m so smitten I forget to put on my shoes.

I’m so ditzy I become dizzy,

So dizzy I fall and trip, bite my lip,

Hope I don’t fall and hit my crown, but I come crashing down.

But I fall, yes I do, barefoot without my shoe,

Into a hole that has no end,

I follow the rabbit of lust from whence I don’t know where my professions have sent,

Sent me along a path, turning bends,

Hoping that with my barefoot, I hope you lend,

Lend me a ride to ease the roughness of they way,

I only wait for your command, do exactly what you say,

And when I pick up my shoes to walk,

Only then will I know how much I could have driven myself,

Out of the hole of affectation,

Into an avenue of self-love, affirmations,

That I do not need you,

I need my shoe.