In my mind, I’m getting next to the Earth, with this wooden platform strappy number. And lets get some flowers blooming, even if it’s on the ankle. & if this
May the sun shine in your heart and bloom flowers about your ankles. If you’re a woman, that is. Fellas, I wish you Popsicle (who knew this word counts as a proper noun?) shades on the kicks of your choice. Maybe I’ll dig some up and post them next time, in honor of the sneaker freak in you and me.
Watch me move.