By Damien Knight
How do I put into words?
The feeling of ecstasy
Her voice gets to me
Weak, shaking, aching
What is a man?
Unrelenting growling hunger
I crave only for her
I must feel her love
Inside this heart iced over
Lives only this love song
its pulse keeps me strong
Waiting pilgrim at her altar
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