Ghazal!

Let’s not talk about the moth and flame tonight

no strategies of an endless game tonight

 

many dark wings beat beyond the window

but the lamps don’t burn quite the same tonight

 

the drums pick up the prelude but all is still

neither anklets nor ankles to blame tonight

 

these feet have known what it is to crush the grass

but this heart was grass before you came tonight

 

there should be more to life than the rules of verse

more to metaphors than what they frame tonight

 

if you have loved me then you will let things be

and if you haven’t then what’s your claim tonight?

 

there are many verses that need writing out

but it sure aches to sign this name tonight