Seduction of the Dark Poet.

Sitting there,

At the table across from me.

Why the long face?

Who has betrayed you lately?

Your powerful but forbidding presence,

I’m very curious about you.

How can someone of such beauty feel so ugly?

I would love to get to know you,

But I’m probably the last person you want to talk to.

Your movements are like music,

Your face a dream.

Why do you dress so superbly in black.

The dark poets attire.

This little queer is getting to close.

Who has betrayed you lately?

Why the long face?