kissing on tip toe

i have sixty minutes
to change your opinion of me

but i will spend the first fifty-nine
pondering your feet

every toe you named
so carefully when asked

the chips of deep rosy pinks
hidden in the pointy toes
of your stillettos

the height of your ankles
and the metatarssls
you think no one knows about

with only seconds left
i will say,
"do you remember that time
we walked along the river
in the sunset that almost
knocked us from our feet?"