"Charming a poem might be -"

Charming a poem might be
while it’s a soliloquy –
alien to the speaker himself;
creeping words in their stealth
and hiding in the corners of the mind,
waiting to jump out from behind.
Charming a poem may be
because it’s a soliloquy –
alien to the rest of the world;
coal, the colour of gold,
or a granite on the outside,
an unreachable treasure inside.
Charming a poem will always be
as long as it’s a soliloquy...