*penned in dark red ink that smells oddly of dead goblin*

My love, you make my heart beat like the drums of war,

Your supple body stirs in me a passion like that I have never felt before,

I cannot believe a woman could hold such power over a male,

There's nothing that can compare, not mead nor wine nor ale.

An Ancient Orcish Lovesong

~Warmaster Vugdish Irndolen

Dear Vugdish Irndolen.

Thank you very much for your interesting and unique submission. I will be including it in my project.

Best regards and a beautiful day to you, Senestia Avarscanti