Gourmet Romance
I ate
The bones of dogs
I ate the past before it ate me
I ate my heart
So I am with out love
I seek my next meal
Blood pie and veal
I ate the lips of a lover
I sealed the kiss with the wish of another
I am still starving, deep within
Where is this kiss
Too feed me again?
I ate the dreams of my childhood
I turned time upside-down
Yet it’s me who is lost
I am rotten from the stomach
For eating the impure
I ravish the thoughts of your loins
OH yes I eat like a king
The sweet smell of sauce makes me begin
This voyage into a lover’s sin
I am the creation of my own demise
I ate my own legs, so now I no longer run
A lover with no legs, she considers no fun
So she ate me whole, rather than catch
A romantic meal
Candles in flame
Death my only fame
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2014
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