Lunation

The silent image of a poetic light the
Crescent moon enhances the
Blackened night my eyes are bound to
The beauty that I see the moon's
Magnetism - it beckons me pores of
My mind rise and fall in lnation lost in
A spell entranced in lunar fixation
Alters the rhythms and the tides of
The oceans eclipsing hemispheres of
My emotions moon enters in its new
Phase-governs both the nights and
The days bathe in its heavenly rays -
Strange allure the one that I praise