She walks into his arms pretending neither to hurry nor to lean against him
Close to his body, her nose into the hollow at his neck, she stands defenceless
Under this spell of hormones, animal attraction and love she turns into a Zombie
What steers her isn't her innate strong will, but her sudden lack of will
Her pretence peels off, her body arches against his, her hands travel as does his
She offers her lips to kiss and their tongues meet as he finds her power station
The true center of it all, divided into two halves, but in reality one single chalice
Self filling, even to the brim, welcoming or rejecting according to Nature's bid
It lets him know its will as does his before so humble pilgrim lets her know
So this charade ends by the pilgrim finding the chalice and do homage
As does the chalice to the by now knighted pilgrim
By honouring each other they themselves get honoured in return
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