they stick their heads out
and say their helloes,
there is something fun about your toes.
they never wander and they never grows.
they aren't always out there
like the tip of our nose,
but your nose has nothing
next to your beautiful toes.
in spring i love the way they take a peak
aching from the winters boot worth of sleep.
brightly coloured they appear
fresh from an aetheticians trim.
- well groomed aubergine heads -
but most of all,
i like your toes when
they are next to mine in bed.
