Ingested Ecstasy
By 1stpoet
Ingested Ecstasy I want to strip the meat from the bones of your soul taste the sinewy sweetness Devour your emotions swallow you whole, Savor the flavor, the sour sorrow Compacted so deeply into the marrow and lap up the blood stained fears pooled at my feet I wish to get high on the ecstasy of your love so sweet to dismember you on my carving block putting the pieces into neat little boxes so when you ask for a memory, I have it waiting Ready to give back. In perfection. Sight, sound, smell and taste intact. And I hope your tools are as sharp for your cutting for the flesh hangs on my bones Waiting for your feast of Joy. William Dawes © Copyright 2001 1st Poet Inc. Written December 2nd, 2001 © on Dec 02 2001 12:23 AM PST 0 • 8
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