so many people
have written about the heart.
why not about feet?

sogaal

this is not a fetish

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guy-scutellaro

patty-mmmmmmmmmm

funny, I love the title and the poem.  My little Abby loves foot massages, and gets one every morning before she gets dressed for school. Now me nooooooo wayyyy, I'm totally ticklish.  A fun read.

timothy

Sonnet CVI

When in the chronicle of wasted time,
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme,
In praise of Ladies dead and lovely Knights,
Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best,
Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow,
I see their antique pen would have express'd
Even such a beauty as you master now.
So all their praises are but prophecies
Of this our time, all you prefiguring;
And for they look'd but with divining eyes,
They had not skill enough your worth to sing:
     For we, which now behold these present days,
     Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.

By: &#8212; William Shakespeare ( 1564 &#8212; 1616 ).

Notice, if thou wilt, " Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, " these are some of the beautiful parts which antique pens have writ about. Forsooth the aforesaid sonnet came to mind whilst reading thy writing hither. Thank thee for sharing.
Great write! !

saintplush

jim-musics

irinia

PaganPaul

Good question, let me know if you get an answer :)

badwords

Scientific studies have unanimously concluded: cardiac organs don't smell as bad

cj-sutherland

Because mostly you have two options with the feet he did they take you where you&#8217;re going are they hurt? Anybody&#8217;s been on their feet all day long will attest to that. But the one and only experience I had with somebody in my food. It&#8217;s pretty darn nice. To get a massage for no reason it&#8217;s better than Flowers.

removed.u685248

A fetish really and truly can&#8217;t he understood I don&#8217;t think unless when has it, but I love those that will wrestle their pen &#8216;til their fingers he bloody in the trying to explain them to a non-fetished reader/observer if I may be that bold. 

I have a sexual disorder called sapiosexualism (that both the two great lives of my life had as well just by chance?!? Haha, we attract each other, think of the film &#8220;Harold & Maude&#8221;). 

Sooo welll, just *trying &#8226;* to explain it to someone in the vasttt majority of cases is just an exercise in futility and frustration mostly. How to explain that I can greatly appreciate physical beauty but not as a sexual object, just in a way as I&#8217;d be d love a great work of art in a physical way.

Sapiosexuals are sexual attracted to someone&#8217;s intellect n the same way normal people are attracted to other&#8217;s bodies. Though I am more sexual attracted to one&#8217;s heart or spirit than intellect the high is right out and that&#8217;s very different than how most men f y&#8217;all love &#128149; a partners heart, it&#8217;s already impossible to explains !!

I certainly do adore any poems as yours here that touch on a certain hopelessnesses (sp?) but surround it with so much hope still somehow if that makes sense. Pablo Neruda did that quite a bit as a presentation technique&#8230; I&#8217;m just rambling now as I tend to, but I just love this poem and love &#128151;  poems like it so very much, such very fine work, thank you Caitlan, opening up the subject book of sexual kinks.

I think I&#8217;ve written maybe 3 poems tops on being sapiosexual my entire life out of feeling ashamed, so well as not even sussing out in my life that I had this  sexual disorder/fetish (I don&#8217;t like calling it a disorder, I think it surely might be better a way to be attracted to a partner than in the average bedroom home where th the obsession on fitm over substance anyways!

I was well into my late 40s before finding out, though I knew something was wrong not being attracted to the female form that I found out definitively what was wrong with me, sapiosexuslusm, it hasn&#8217;t stopped having many nice partners that&#8217;s for sure though with often addictive sec lives (think the film &#8220;Shame&#8221;&#8230;).

I wondered if I was something like gay-adjacent but I was still very attracted to women, sexually and otherwise, bodies just didn&#8217;t do anything at all for me though it&#8217;s a foreign concept to me I still get turned in.

The night I met my first wife we talked out in an early October freezing rain storm too shy to ask each other if we wanted to dig in one of our cars, lololol, outside a club until the sun came up, and godhead had an eidetic memory like he and when dhd off the cuff started reciting perfectly Euclid&#8217;s &#8220;Elemenys&#8221; chapter 6 I had a little accident in my pants, lolol, that should been a sign that I wasn&#8217;t quite normal, though y&#8217;know what they say about roses and smelling sweet by any other name, so did finding a name chance anything? Probably not in the long run.