Sarah Slid Down in Her Seat . . .

when Allan slept Sarah observed
his arches so beautifully curved
if caught she might look somewhat absurd
no matter, ’cause she felt rather stirred

Allan abided by a routine
his feet received amazing hygiene
literally, all sparkling and clean
and powdered to encourage a sheen

see Sarah had a thing for cute feet
Allan’s, she believed were pretty neat
whenever she and Allan did meet
it’s true Sarah slid down in her seat . . .

placed her toes on his, under the table
just because, she found she was able
kept her balance, found herself mostly stable
built her own little Tower of Babel