Under mystic moons
Mythical and whimsical,
Quixotic
In my starry views,
Intractable
Until I met you.
You bewitched me
With your dark eyes.
I wrote you poems
Arcane and cryptic
But the words hung
Numinous and bright,
Conjuring your soul
Letting mine take flight…
Your name a talisman
Casting spells,
Consoling me
Through marble nights
and private hells.