Dirty

For a very long time and minutes more

I’ve always known I’m dirty.

It’s not love or high regard

Or me just being flirty.

Every man I ever meet

I consider a contender.

His courtesy will fall down

And break until surrender.

For a very long time and minutes more

I’ve always known I’m filthy.

A fine diversion to the real of life

And is perceived as worthy.

So don’t be shy and save my strength

Come forward for your taking.

I won’t promise love or high regard

But I will sooth your bounded aching.