DELICATESSEN OF LOVE

Serve me what I seek.

Give me the tongue sandwich

offer me that lovely bit of meat

shoved between two wonder-white lips

laughing

loving

lifting me up to a place

I would not go alone.

Feed me.

Offer me the flesh I crave

am addicted to

am required to daily intake.

Give me what salty, savory, succulent substance

give me your tongue.

Let me feast

as so many others have before.

Satisfy my hunger

with your taste.

Complete my plate.

Fill me.