[Eun meets his glance with a lightly raised eyebrow, expression calm, as if there were nothing out of the ordinary about this. She is reading poetry, and wouldn't he find it more strange if not a single one touched on the subject of love or lust? Eun may enjoy the ones that speak about the casual cruelties of men, and there is one that she finds particularly relatable about men looking at young girls as women before their time, but she is happy here right now. It is not the sort of mood she wishes to set.

So when he answers, she nods, flipping to both pages. Eun considers them both a moment before starting, wondering which she should lead in with, and which she should end on. It would not be a stretch to say she is considering this strategically. In the end, she decides to take pity on him. If he is done after the first, she will not move on to the second.]

Sun and moon first then.

"i carry the sun
in my mouth.
i know how to
lure you away
from the twilight
and make you rise
over my horizon.

you carry the moon
on your body.
you know how to
make me howl like a wolf
and lull me to sleep."