Here you will find thePoemI have golden shoesof poet Lesbia Harford
I have golden shoes To make me fleet. They are like the wind Underneath my feet. When my lover's kiss Is overbold, I can run away In my shoes of gold. Nay, when I am shod With this bright fire, I am forced to run From my own desire. From the love I love Whose arms enfold I must run away In my shoes of gold.
