Mimi - Mona Poetry: Love In The First

©Love In The First

Mimi Wolske, June 2014

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Mimi Wolske - Mona Arizona™

You let me experience your propaganda

tapestry,

your complex, esoteric story, and I needed

only to add

my tears as water to make it a visceral, emotive

affair...

The scent of your passion left indelible

impressions

on my soul, you were so awe inspiring...like

a great hall...

Thrusting your knowledge upon me, in me,

allowed the

impact of your sexual manifestations to spread

over the years

as if it were breaking down the elitism of erotic

love on a

lost courtesan who permitted exploration of her body

and allowed your

curiosity to expand without a speck of silence...Love

in the first...

The tapestry, woven of the conquering hero, was a

euphonious

operatic aria of a pooping dog and fornicating pigs

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MIMI - MONA POETRY: Don't Ask Me Why

©Don't Ask Me Why

Mimi Wolske, May 2014

Mimi Wolske - Mona Arizona™

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Please, don't ask me why;

You can take your time,

You can take mine.

And, if you lose yourself,

I will lose my mind.

Somewhere, out there, in

Between the moon and lunacy,

I'll be waiting for you, my dear,

So, please, wait for me;

No regrets...please forget...

If only you could forget...

If only you could forget.

Will you forget?

But it takes time and plenty of wine

When you're carrying the weight

Of the world there in your eyes.

Our love is like an airplane;

Life is just a stage; so

Let's put on the best show.

Somewhere out there a

Parachute waits to catch

Our falling love...won't let it die;

So, Baby, don't you cry and

Please...don't ask me why.

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You may contact me concerning permissions via email. This copyright notice overrides, negates, and renders void any alleged copyright or license claimed by any person or entity, specifically including but not limited to any claim of right or license by any individual, group of individuals, companies and corporations, or web hosting service, except when I have transferred such rights with a signed writing that complies with the requirements for transferring the entire copyright as specified in Title 17 of the United States Code. This includes, but is not limited to, translation or other creation of derivative works, use in advertising or other publicity materials without prior authorization in writing, or any other non-private use that falls outside the fair use exception specified in Title 17 of the United States Code.

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