Archive-name: Poetry/exqagony.txt
Archive-author: Mary Prior
Archive-title: Exquisite Agony


	copyright 1981

In the recesses of my darkened mind
I contemplate if I shall find release
From this passion that engulfs me.

So intense is my growing hunger
(insatiable at times), I can only wonder, wanting
to know its unknown limits.

I think of you and fantasize
desiring only to realize
satisfaction --
escape from this tormenting need.

I can almost feel your warmth and fire,
My body aches with such fierce desire, craving
your penetrating, exquisite touch.

--