A female-feet poem

The following is an ode to the beauty of the female feet. I found it on the net. The URL is http://www.wattpad.com/24893-a-female-foot-poem

A FEMALE FEET POEM

A female foot is such a beautiful thing to see!. Even better when the owner is asleep and her feet are totally relaxed, revealing all her splendor.

It's got an idea of power by itself. It's full of well formed curves, harmonically joined together.

There's no straight line on a female foot, maybe that's the beauty of it. If you try to follow any curve with your eyes, you only find out that it's a perfect shape.

The way the toes curve a little upwards, then downwards, making little hills, ready to be conquered by your kisses.

The way the big toe stands at a different level than the rest, when looked from the side, as if to remind of its importance.

The way the toenails face you playfully, inviting you in their company.

The way the wrinkles on the soles form tiny rivers of passion, to be followed by your willing tongue.

The way the heels are shaped, making a perfect match for your hands to support them.

The way the ankles point to the sides, presenting themselves as gate keepers of the foot region, reminding you not to go any further up, no need anyway. All that you'll ever need is below them.

A female foot is so fragile, so inviting. It always has a particular scent. Even the cleanest one. A smell that you don't always feel with your nose, but sometimes with your mind.

It's always there for people willing to feel it. It also has a aura around it. You only feel it when you are almost touching it with your lips. If you stop there, you can always feel this aura, especially near the toes. Sometimes as a warm wave of air emanating from the skin, sometimes as a kind of force field pulling you towards it.

When you realize all these, then you can go on understanding their unspoken language. They do speak to you, in their own special demanding way: "touch me", "fondle me", "caress me", "kiss me", "lick me", "love me"...