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Ode to Your Feet In the soft contours that dance on the floor, Your feet, my muse, awaken passion. With each step, a whisper of love, In the curve of your toes, I find warmth. Your heels, like shining stars, Each gentle touch, an invitation to dream. The scent of your skin, a divine perfume, In each caress, an unparalleled desire. Delicate foot, art in motion, In the dance of life, you are my enchantment. And when I admire you, I lose my reason, Your feet, my passion, my sweet addiction, my addiction. --- #Feet Ode to Your Feet In the soft contours that dance on the floor, Your feet, my muse, awaken passion. With each step, a whisper of love, In the curve of your toes, I find warmth. Your heels, like shining stars, Each gentle touch, an invitation to dream. The scent of your skin, a divine perfume, In each caress, an unparalleled desire. Delicate foot, art in motion, In the dance of life, you are my enchantment. And when I admire you, I lose my reason, Your feet, my passion, my sweet addiction, my vice.
