Legs : 3 Poems by 3 Poets

Never ending
Like the Burj Khalifa
But you don't look up
You look on
        And on
        And on
Wondering of where they end.

Slender, then less
              Then less
              Then less
Then even less than that.
The girth
Is not to be confused with fat

                          ~ ecks

Always hidden in trousers
Wait I've spotted some in shorts
Gastrocnemius not massive as I alway thought
                                        ~ Bess Khaoya

A pair of legs approached a pair of legs. The first pair was skinny, wearing blue jeans and unlaced rubber shoes. The second pair: covered in black leggings under a knee-high skirt, capped off by brown leather boots.
The first pair: restless, and the second pair, composed.

As legs and legs engaged in conversation, i sat still and pondered on the beginning of a love story. Leg love.
                                                       ~Jude Mutuma

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