Dark Charm

I was once told,
By a friend that I know,
That I am either the Devil,
Or the better, Romeo.

In me stirs passion,
And I have charm they say,
But I do not see it dark,
I do not find it that way.

One little compliment,
Turns into deep love.
Now I was not born of shade,
But I am not from above.

Fall quickly to my words,
But never look me in the eye.
I might have made ladies smile,
But I have made many more cry.

I am merely just a man,
So don't take this as a boast,
Because my body is simply,
To the Devil, just a host.