My new sandals are magical, they
change the pavement and tiles when
making contact, making them heave in
sine waves, changing my walk into a
delightful emotional experience
My sandals make the world shine,
change me first into a nymph floating
above, then into a willow waving around in
the breeze while my bewitched feet do
the walking around, I could not stop
Went past the office building a few
feet from the ground, falling in love with
the sensation of breathing deeply with my
thoughts taking an enchanting hold of
my mind, swinging freely
Lost in my dreams…
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