My man is part of the not known.
Underlight his eye doesn't shimmer.
Pitch looks grey near his skin.

His body changes amid thick and thin.
His teeth sharper than any cutter.
Hair on his head won't ever be grown.

His voice is fathomless screeches
yet all I hear is wonderful sounding.
Cryptic symbols are his writing
yet I see lovely words behind the glitches.

Like blood is engulfed by leeches,
folks by him swallowed are getting.
My Eldritch Man's smile isn't welcoming
yet in seeing it my veins do warm twitches.