Slovenly

I was impressed by poems from two different members of my 2021 NaPoMo group, one the Awdl Gywwwyd form, the other a Lanterne. I carefully studied the first but it felt beyond me, so here offer the Lanterne, counted in syllables per line: 1, 2, 3, 4, 1. The prompt was a combination of two, one to write a poem about my feet, the other to write a poem that includes the word "love" hidden in another word. Not an elegant work, but the poem is true--though I'm actually kind of a shoe freak, I've preferred being barefoot since I was a child:

         I
  might seem
    slovenly,
my feet always
       bare.