Conversations With My Mother’s Boot

I

I am one and my world

is in you, Boot.

Toothy taste sticks, a slick shine

shows me myself.

II

Boot is a universe.

I play hidey-peep,

dark and light take turns

to make me laugh.

II

Boot knows her step,

I know the softness it brings.

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