Living To Please Me

This was another poem that was fun to write. It was one of the poems where I attempted to make the entire poem have a double meaning. If taken at only surface level, this poem would seem slightly misogynistic, and come across like I'm objectifying a woman. But if you read a little deeper, and then view the picture at the end of the poem, you will see the real subject of the poem.

"Living To Please Me"
2011

I'll take you and I'll touch you
In any way that I please
And what you've been doing
Would bring them to knees
But not me love, I'm waiting
For proof that you're wet
So I can take my advantage
Without a hint of regret
And if you could speak,
I know that you would concur
But it's still up to me
How long this will occur
'Cause ours is a love,
They don't understand
And darling I need you,
The way you need my hand
So here we go again,
Relapsing with love
For it's the space between the lines,
That we can't rise above
I'll take you and I'll free you
From this cold-hearted cage
While saints judge us sinners
I'm becoming the sage
That will take you and bleed you
All over this place
And the landscape beneath you
Will love how you taste
And if you could speak,
I know that you would concur
But it's still up to me
How long this will occur
'Cause ours is a love,
They don't understand
And darling I need you,
The way you need my hand
So here we go again,
Relapsing with love
For it's the space between the lines,
That we can't rise above
And I know the others may see you
But not the way that I do
Some have tried hardest to save you
But when all's said and through
There will be far more of you
Than there will be of me
So baby, get back to working
Or you'll rest beneath my feet
And if you could see,
Would there be fear in your eyes
Since it's still up to me
If this love ever dies
'Cause ours is a love,
They don't understand
And darling I need you,
The way you need my hand
So here we go again,
Relapsing with love
For it's the space between the lines,
That we can't rise above
And yet a notion has struck me
Like a blinding ray of light
That maybe, you're not enjoying
What we're doing tonight
'Cause you're not dancing on the surface
So you're fast becoming worthless
And you're refusing to continue
To release what I've put within you
So I'll scream, "Don't go dry,
Are you trying to tease me
Love, remember your purpose
You're living to please me
So I'll take you and I'll break you
If that's what I choose
For you're not the one I will marry
But just the one that I'll use
'Cause you're just an ink pen
That I found in my drawer
And my hands felt so good
You came back for more
But now you're not writing
So you're no good to me
And now I'll uncap another
To show you how true love should be.
So while you're placed in the trash
I'm sure you may regret me
But I beg you to tell them
That they will never forget me
...And darling, neither will you!"