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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 © | Year Posted 2014

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Petersen Potter Avatar
December 7, 2014 at 6:38 AM
An excellent pen dear friend but definetily I!ve to skip the dinner on this occasion, Arthur. Thanks anyway! lol A 7 for you! Have a lovely day!:) Love and Hugs! Xxxx D.
Vaso Avatar
December 7, 2014 at 5:25 PM
In real life, you would kill for the dinner, I love to cook!
Allison Avatar
December 7, 2014 at 5:26 AM
Great imagery Arthur but its definitely a meal for one! Hugs Jan xxx
Vaso Avatar
December 7, 2014 at 5:22 PM
Well a meal for two to start, but yes things change!!!! :)
A. Sharma Avatar
December 7, 2014 at 4:59 AM
So wonderfully penned, unique ideas Arthur is what makes it superb!
Vaso Avatar
December 7, 2014 at 5:19 PM
Thank you, I sure was going for unique!
Anderson Avatar
December 7, 2014 at 12:47 AM
Arthur, ummm interesting... I don't think I would want to be at your dinner table...lol. No but really visual and detailed. Great write. Meg
Vaso Avatar
December 7, 2014 at 5:18 PM
Well dont worry, that would not really be my dinner table!!! Thanks!!
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