Old Shoe

Harsh street; concrete, rubbish sand, resin all in raw No pavement except this, I walk with you on its paw Love you all the way, through the sun and the clouds By breeze and cuckoo melody, walk more to avoid routs In solitary walk forward to abolish all agony of touts Village after village, river after river walk in no shouts Your love makes me walker lower to upper, east to west North to south all of life walk with you as more as best Thorny hurt of time devours your youth in each step law Your incessant intimacy calls a rest for the biting mouth From walking with you put off the attire to avoid jest Past youth of you O' darling dear you are in timing saw Buds of rose is in youth, except your exhausting proud The sepulcher invites you O' walker's shoe in no test -06/02/18 (14 Lines For My Old Shoes)