Oh ominous moon,
pale portent of danger,white luminous disk
suspended aloft
in a midnight-high bloom of enchantment.
Hear me.
Thick blanket of black,
shot thru with bright shiny cats-eyes of light
and coated in soft
unearthly glimmer this earthy-dark night,
shine out your
lover's lantern-like gleamingon harvested
fields which are
waiting like I am from moonstruck insanity.
Retrieve me.
Aided by dreaming
you invaded my heart, broke down the door
to any resistance,
now ecstasy hides in clandestine moments,
secreted from daylight,
delighting in dark with this stolen obsession.
Release me.
Oh wanton moon,
which with passion bewitches us, he, bidden
by lunacy-love,
will come hurrying soon to my arms again,
and forbidden sparkle
from his eyes shall light and set me aflame.
Relieve me.
Oh moonbeaming night it is you I shall blame.
Believe me.
Love, passions and poetry dance romantically in this poem. This is one of your master pieces. Love's lunacy let loose in the moonlit night. Superb metaphors, perfect rhythm and the old moon palpating even the hearts of the young. It goes to my recommended. Thank you for sharing it. Wish you a creative new year.