You throw her on the counter Peel away all the obstructions of her outer skin The silk blouse, the blue jeans, bra, and satin black panties Letting them float to the kitchen floor as if they were plucked feathers Then carefully marinade her with the sweaty salts of your fingertips Afterwards grab her tightly until she becomes moist, tender Next rub her down, with all 100% vegetable oil Until her skin is fresh, glistening naked Once you’ve finished Take care placing her slippery body onto the hot skillet Now grill her, Turn her right side up, left side right inside out and upside down, Until her skin teems golden brown. Wait a moment. Let your heat invade every inch of her flesh. Let it run through every blood vessel, Each artery, vein, capillary, and nerve ending. Till the heat reactions make her raw meats scream “ssssssssssss.” Test her temperature now with your tongue. If your lips burn, she’s ready! Pick her up now. Carefully place her on your finest China. Pour yourself a glass of white wine along with a tossed salad to compliment her rare delicacy. Now forget all you’ve ever been taught about dinner etiquette, Return to your most primal instincts. Using only your bare hands Rip her apart, Breast by breast, leg by leg. Till at last you’ve devoured her darkest meat. When she’s gone, Finally, leaving you with nothing but bone, Retrieve a zip lock back to preserve her leftovers Her heart, soul, eyes, and the rhines on her mind. The most beautiful parts you chose not to eat. You bag those up. Place them on the top most rack of your refrigerator, So you can open it daily and, Savor her memory for days to come.