Affectation Of My Wiles, (Love Letters To A Lady Of Renown)
loquacious in your speech,
you tempt me with challenges
as tart as they are sweet.
If indifference wills your mind
and deems my words uncouth
I officiously entrain
though your heart remains aloof.
With affectation of my wiles
and preponderance of guilt
the black rose I laid at your feet
shall bleed but never wilt.