by Stanley M Noah
(01/18/12)
Fetish
Can any object be a
fetish? The girls in
high school painted
their toenails, slipped
off their shoes in class
on hot days. I stared
with bluelight, and it
quickly became a memory--
So you now know
what to do, what to
bring, once behind
closed doors. It turns
me on, you know, just
that little extra effort
brings a force -- only
you and me, in the dim
light, moving about
like serendipity.