Moon chase

What's on the other side of moon
a thought that keeps
blinking, lurking, gnawing
on my radar
tracking her ballet steps
leaving dotted lines
on my clouded mind

she keeps
haunting, flirting, beaming
with a "fetch me if you can"
teasing smile
never turning her back on me

she even eludes my spy cam
leaving me a hapless victim
of eve teasing
from light years away
sentenced to
serving time on earth
bewitched