Dark Lady

			
Dark Lady, please and thank you, stay awhile.
Will you be so quick to leave these silken threads?
And how your eye fills this black room, like to like.
From above I sank into your soul.
Deepest sea, be calm and stay your currents, soft.
 
Now you crouch on a floor of stone.
Now you pull the shade’s gown round your shoulders.
Your hair is a hood to this cape of night.
Some sorcery and spell you’ve cast on me,
from some potion mixed I have drunk,
for I am struck dumb and still;
I long for you to stay and yearn for you to disappear.