When I first saw you, I felt a hello-moon, br Like I was phasing into a tallow moon, br br Sitting in a chairhands movingcrocheting, br And I longed only for your allow-me moon. br br A sweater, scarf – I really didn’t notice. br My eyes were still hazy with a sallow moon. br br Watching your fingers back and forth back and forth. br My swaying and shimmering with a jello-moon, br br Wanting to learn the warp of your creating, br Caught up in the glowing of a halo-moon. br br Teach me teach me how your Christmas fingers fly. br I’m ripe for learningspring in this fallow moon. br br Drawn into your eyes I feel their allure. br Ben, said I, it’s timeforget that fellow moon. br br - Oct.26,2007 br br This was published online by The Ghazal Page in April,2008. br Go to: www.ghazalpage.net20082008april.