This Enchantment

The moon pearlescent and full

the purple midnight sky

chorus of crickets and tree frogs

silver light irradiates

pine needle and oak leaf

the air cool and soft

as a ghost lover’s caress

If this enchantment doesn’t leave you breathless

think of all the nights like this trillions of them

you’ll be too dead and gone

to care

© glmagill May 2021