Your 6d fireball eyes have rolled
A critical hit on my heart
Piercing my mithril coat of grief
Like a +2 silver dart

With your obvious 18 charisma
Like a nymph you charmed me
But like a Mace of Cure Light Wounds
Your love could never harm me.

Your regenerative love
Has caused my soul to smoulder
And though some call you troll, beauty
’Tis in the eye of the beholder.