Just as lunatics need the moon
you are my necessity.

Silvered light
gleams upon the earth tonight,

just as you watch me, I am
made bright.

One look at you
and my heart deepens with a longing.

Wolves howl from a distance
while I sing.

I am made sane by adoring you,
and so I write

one poem at a time
and a thousand more in sight.

// 27 Mar 2021