Mirror . . .

Why so quiet, poet ? 

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 ?