I Do Not Know If You Feel The Same Way
it so happens one moment
someone so smooth and so clean
so beautiful
we kiss, and caress, and not contented
we feel like eating that someone whole
and be a part of us
forever.
(a cannibal loving?
can love be a form of cannibalism?
i salivate for love
my teeth are gritting
my stomach hungers
for the body.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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