(ghazal)

I called to my lover pining, under the moon
yet alone I remain waiting, under the moon

Searching heavens deep, she is sailing
mid silent stars, scintillating, the moon

Bold round gate, to silver garden framing
ferny path to heaven, calling, the moon

Sublunary torment – fruit of desiring
sweet, gravitas – gratifying, the moon

Tides, blood; lovers, laughter; and longing
subservient – eager – beckoning, the moon

Gravity – defying, space-time transcending, tail
silhouette trailing, lithe cat mastering, the moon

Niklas, sails the night, billowing ship of dreams
traversing, sky California-king, to capture

The moon.