An unusual title for a romantic poem, and with or without the umlaut (ö) I like it very much. As I understand the möbius strip, you always return to the same place you started from when "traveling" along it or "tracing" its course, so it's suitable that the poem ends at the same place it begins: with the words, forget, a moment, everything you know.
The poem opens strongly and I like the entire first stanza. When I passed the second stanza, however, and was well into the poem, it struck me that the meter is expressionless; the poet doesn't use the meter to highlight or emphasize the content, to slow or speed up the pace, etc. in any noticeable way. The meter is like a monotone. In spite of that, I think the poem is well crafted; the run-on feel of the lines and the enjambments do manage to build an intensity that suits the content.
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