It was almost nonchalantly done.

She lurked through the eddies of the crowded room
And moved towards me. We both realised
That it was now the time – the one time –
And never afterwards a time again.

I sensed she was behind me, and I felt
Her desolate, enormous helplessness
With such a fierce compulsion that it seemed
My very heart must claw out from my back
And leap the space between us…But, summoning
A strength from some cold fathom of the will,
I slew content.
                            …Turning, I endured
Through the frigid windows of my eyes
A frantic scrutiny of flaring hope
Then, nodding casually, turned back again.
.
…….......And her eyes went out…...........
And she sank and fell away among the crowd.

Such is the weird delirium of pride
That I knew an instant`s triumph

Ah, but then!
Love, with a thin howl,
Perishing down the night, 
Sad as a lost soul
falling a great height 
Hopelessly cried
And my incredulous heart
Hissed `murderer!`
And died.
And there`s no shunning the knowledge since,
I know too well,

I am shrunken capable of hell!