This Lunar Beauty

This lunar beauty

Has no history

Is complete and early,

If beauty later

Bear any feature

It had a lover

And is another.

This like a dream

Keeps other time

And daytime is

The loss of this,

For time is inches

And the heart's changes

Where ghost has haunted

Lost and wanted.

But this was never

A ghost's endeavor

Nor finished this,

Was ghost at ease,

And till it pass

Love shall not near

The sweetness here

Nor sorrow take

His endless look.