I don't know if I am going to continue posting any more poetry after this. I found it has fallen flat, which either means I am bad at it, or people aren't interested in it, or it is hard to understand (which goes back to me being bad at it). For those of you who have liked or commented on the last 2, thank you very much! I appreciate you.
I just wrote this one last night about someone I care about and wanted to share it, because I love the contrasting and the imagery. I promise it is written from a respectful point of view between 2 consenting adults.
Paper Yachts
I want to fix your confidence so I can break your will
I want your hair done nice so I can mess it up
I want to give you everything so I can make you beg
I want to hold your body down while I lift your spirit up
I want to make it harder so that you will be easier
I want to tell you you’re a good girl for being a bad one
I want to talk all night and never speak a word
I want to relax you just to elevate your tension
I want to bring you to life with endless little deaths
I want to feed me to you so that you’ll always be hungry
I want to slow my motion down to make your heart race
I want clean sheets so we can make them dirty
I want your independence so you’ll be under my control
I want you dead sober so you can get high off of me
I want to grip you tight to make you crave my touch
I want to deny you what you want just to give you what you need
I want to fulfill your fantasies just to give you dreams
I want the innocence to turn to sin
I want to make you breathe deep just to choke you
I want abstinence to become addiction
I want you holding still so I can make you shake
I want to overload you just so you want more
I want to fill you up, just to have it all come out
I want to treat you like an angel so I can get the whore
Fred Holstine
