The Lesson

 

I don’t want you

 

But I want you to take hold of me tight

Tug my hair

Kiss me with thee utmost care

Then rough handle me

Ever fair

 

I don’t want you

 

But I want you to grab my hand

Press me up against the wall

Then pause

With your tormenting tease

As I breathlessly whisper

Please…

 

For being mad is not to share

Like a feeling

Of pleasure or care

It should be me sitting

Casually here

And you sitting

Punished

Right there

 

So go on, further away

I’ve got better things to do

 

But wait, just before you leave

 

I want you

Oh, I want you to!

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The beautiful painting above this poem

Is entitled The Lady of Shallott by Shadwater