Poetry on Sunday: Dirty Men

Photo: Iris Seltenrijch

There are dirty men around the world

Ones that desire a secret thought

They think

They imagine

They express

They disturb

They create

Creation of the uncomfortable for the opposite

I do not have a lover

I do not desire a lover

I do not want to marry, yet

I do not want your baby

I took your hand in the ocean

As a sign of trust to see

But nothing was seen

Just a touch was felt

As a desire of dirty men

But know this, my friend

I am not an image you can play with

I am a woman

We think

We imagine

We express

We disturb

And we create

Creation of love for ourselves

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