Her Lovely Feet

In whispers soft, a tale I weave, Of her lovely feet, I do believe. Graceful dancers upon the ground, Delicate steps, like whispers found. Each toe a petal, dainty and fair, As if they dance on the summer air. Beneath the moon's gentle caress, They glide in elegance, a sight to bless. Her footsteps create a tender song, Melodies of beauty, sweet and strong. A dance of love, a gentle sway, Her feet enchant, night and day. With every step, the world takes heed, For her lovely feet, a sacred creed. They leave an imprint, ever so light, A trail of wonder, in morning's light. Oh, how I adore her feet divine, Their beauty, a treasure, so sublime. In my heart, their memory will stay, As I bow to her lovely feet, I pray.