The Courtesan
Cale Young Rice
1872 to 1943
I sell my body to all men;
Even the priest has purchased it,
With such an ecstasy, I swear,
As he denies the Infinite.
No crucifix has ever known
Such kisses as my lips enthrone,
And since I can from thence divine
That men who are the 'sons of God,'
Must worship at the flesh's shrine,
I can be sure, beyond distrust,
Of one truth more: that God is Lust.
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