A Poem About Men and Their Pants

 

I like to watch the way a man’s dress pant moves around his ankle and shoes when he walks. It floats and swims lightly and easily around the solidness of his shoe. It goes where he goes, embracing the ankle, and then releasing it just as quickly…but it never strays too far. It seems to know that ankle and shoe aren’t going anywhere; it will always be there to anchor it, and pull it back into another embrace.

It reminds me of the relationship between a man and his woman for some reason. But who is the pant? And who is the shoe?

~♥Tiarra♥

NOTE: For more pics, please visit Street Etiquette! A urban fashion blog for men.