[Bootsandheels]

I know who are…

I bury my face in the shirt you left behind and close my eyes remembering your touch…our amazing time together…lost in you…
wanting you…but trying hard not too.

My heart twisted like your shirt in my hands…
Too soon… too much…too intense…
but so right.

The places I could go with you…the places I have already gone…

Who are you?
Who the hell gave YOU the keys to my sacred feminine vault?

Who do you think you are?

And patiently you wait…
keys in hand softly jangling…
unnerving me…
wearing me down…
with a knowing grin on your face…

Watching me struggle to figure it out…
Watching the others come and go…
Watching the walls of my fortified heart come tumbling down
Around your boots
And my heels…

You say to me…
“You are the woman of my heart and soul”…
How can that be?
When did you see?

And I follow your gaze down to the key…
Lodged in the lock…
Now set free

10/18/2010 lkf