You have beauty and charm. You are interesting and intriguing. Your soul is dark; I like your art; When you sink I want to be sinking.
You are hopeful; I’m a romantic. I think we could do it. You are as doubtful as I am. Let’s not even take the chance. Would you like one final dance, To say goodbye to what once was, And all that might have been? Your smile blew me away, so far; I like the way you think.
Your mother is a delightful Queen And it is quite clear that she loves you. Could you love me too? Would you allow me to fall in love with you?
With all I only show half my being; Every piece of me, except the poetry. I cannot predict what will happen tomorrow, But the tragedy is what might have been. Throw our hearts in, For the truth is… I only want, An imaginative artist.