He is more than a hero
He is a god in my eyes--
The man who is allowed
To sit beside you -- he
Who listens intimately
To the sweet murmur of
Your voice, the enticing
Laughter that makes my own
Heart beat fast. If I meet
You suddenly, I can'
Speak -- my tongue is broken;
A thin flame runs under
My skin; seeing nothing
Hearing only my own ears
Drumming, I drip with sweat;
Trembling shakes my body
And I turn paler than
Dry gra**. At such times
d**h isn't far from me