What Salvador Dali Said One Time

by John Togher

Tuesday 26th May 2009 12:51 am

“Beauty will be edible or there will be no such thing at all.”

Ok, so yes, I do refer to you as that Welsh girl

in the pink dress with the catcurl eyes and the Elvis lip.

But what have you got against the Welsh my dear?

I call you pig nosed too but you don’t seem to care

about all that when I stroke your back,

tickle your nape and flick my tongue.

That silent glitter on your cheek does wonders.

Everyday you overtake me.

Hazelnuts weave through your hair.

Caramel thighs drip.

I kiss the vanilla swarms of your lips.

Feel the velvet layer of skin,

smooth over lean meat.

Illicit apples, burning fires.

Panting until breath is lost.

I remember that time at your Mother’s house

when I bit your lip; the blood

fizzed on my buds as I swallowed.

I was tempted to your heart,

that fist of a pear that you held back.

I waited till you slept then snuck out my blade.

*Illustration by Anna Smith