Interracial Socks

My feet hug one another.
One is shod in a black sock,
The other in one of white.
Mix-matched, they wrap
Around each other, forming
A Yin Yang circle of harmony.

The black embraces the white,
But not from believing
The hype of its purity.
The white does not entertain
A dark fetish, a quest to test
The lust its friends bruit about.

Instead, my feet cuddle on the couch
Because the other is there,
And they are warmed when together.

Poem & Photo Copyright 2012
A. J. Hayes
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