"Delicacy of the Divine"
Were christ to eat, to feast, to dine
on such a delicacy, sweet and fine;
Were such a cleanliness eaten, that be mine,
for the filthiest of swine
are fit to eat his bread and wine;
but only the taste of such divine
can put you on a plate to dine
The promises and charms you conceal and hide
yet tenderness assured inside
to bring that sweetness to my lips,
to caress and mark it with a kiss,
to taste the blood as it runs fresh,
and taste every inch of your flesh,
to feel your essence flood me still,
that, which christ, unfit to fill,
that, I wish to taste, to feel such tenderness;
O, what I would do for just one kiss
Written by me (Arthur Pena)
2007
Image "Autumn Cannibalism" by Salvador Dali 1936
Stolen from http://www.dali-gallery.com/