Tell me about Love, you once wrote about it .
How you danced under the moon, exchanged affections too soon.
Tell me about the rain, you said you loved it (once), among many things more than books and imaginings .
Tell me about MR.Bad Idea, his obsession with Narnia (and other things)
When did you become like this ?
Off kilter, a lifeless kiss .
Tell me, please, talk about it !
Why so quite, poet ?