©Dirty
Mimi Wolske
Mimi
Wolske - Mona Arizona™
July
2014 - All Rights Reserved
You
make me love being dirty
not
just words or deeds —
well,
yes, I want those, too —
But I
want to be the dirty
you
want to go out and spend
every
day with, the dirty
you want
to plant life into
and
watch it grow, the dirty
that
gets under your nails
and
you don't want to wash out
Because
it defines who you are
and
what I mean to you
It
announces proudly that you
were
with me and I filled
your
days from the soles of
your
feet to the sweat on your brow
It's
the way poets express it with words
knowing
you will feel what they say
It's
the way an artist paints so
that
lump in your throat
becomes
a gasp of awe
The
way a musician holds those notes
until
his breath becomes so
weak the
note fades away
but
you're still clinging to it
It's
the way a dancer performs
and
you become the beat of each leap
It's
the way all of them
create
beauty that haunts
your
thoughts until you
are
driven back to me
You
know me so well, well enough
to know
I'm not just saying
I'll be here for you
I
will be here and I will be
what
you want to caress
and
fondle and bathe
with
love, what you want to eat
sun
up, sun down, and midnight snack
I
will be here for you
when
you work so hard
to help me produce everything
your
knees can't stay
bent
a moment longer
your
hands cannot find
purchase
with me
and
your back begins
to
ache from being
arched
forward in
hours
of expressed love
Let
me kiss you —
I
want to kiss your toes
your
knees and your fingertips
I
want to kiss away
the
pain in your back
so
you'll understand
I
mean it when I say
I'll be here for you —
dirty
as the first time
your
toys plowed into me —
dirty
as the first time
your
eyes craved my fruits —
dirty
as the first time
you
tossed away the toys
and
got on your
hands
and knees and
molded
me the way of
your
heart's desire
and
later, the way you
nibbled
at my fruits
like
ant with a purpose
wanting
the best
I had
to offer
selfishly
wanting all
I had
to give
Standing
over me
dominating
in
control
and I
submit willingly
to the
owner of
all I
have to give
of
all I am
Still,
believe me,
I am here for you.
Your
Garden
