In Your Shoes

Sunset blues by Asher Jay

Sunset blues by Asher Jay

In Your Shoes

You usually wake to a sunrise
That reaches me
At a different time
I’m tucked in by a full fat moon
To whom you’ve
Already bid goodbye
It seems a little silly now
I ever thought of us as two
For here I am perched on your porch
Sipping a coffee in your shoes.

My warm toes gently melt
Into chatty dimples, ten
Spaces precisely crafted by
Pauses you took back when,
As who you were and are
Currently sculpts my stand
Entranced by the path you chose
My pace relents to your stance
Your imprint cuddles me open
The straps speak of your absence.

You’re four foot-sizes bigger
Which holds me within yours
You’ve left an impression
I stretch to fill
You make me larger
Than I felt I was.
Cannot help but broadly smile
As I sense you in each step
Step for step you’re here with me
between use but beyond tense.

Grateful that you lent me
This worn out flip-flop pair
That has seen a mile of
Where you’ve been,
Laid your story, to me, bare,
I feel you close when I slip them on
Your tread, my truth, now one
Never further than
where you once stood
Sole for sole, undone.