Bitter sweet Lover

This poem is about a woman who suffers erotomania(a type of delusion in which the person believes that another person usually a stranger, higher rank person is in love with him or her)

a lone with an unproclaimed some one,
I called him a wise charmer,
He called me a bitter sweet lover,
half tamed he clutches ,

Skeptical young man,
Never distanced always near,
I brewed his futile captive heart,
with a key so rare,

So sleek I still paint him,
While he worships my blare,
So still he stands,
Ready to succumb my stare,

Author's Note

Open interpretation I have already added the synopsis...
Give your views on the last stanza
What do you think happened with him ?

Reviews

[Tyler Trelease]

Nice work. Personally not the biggest fan of rhyming verse, but I still respect this form of poetry. Great style and amazing idea with the erotomania bit. I like this. Well done.

[Mina]

Me neither I have never used rhyme scheme before
Its my first time :)
Btw thank you glad you reviewed