When I last tasted her,
her lips were still
a mysterious heavy.
A glossed *** shine
and her proud mother's grin
held me helpless-
a lioness jawing her cub.

A cowardly actor I was,
depicting a breathful, firm
man bored and unmoved
by this no more than textbook
show of affection.  No.
She's mastered that text book and,
by chance, written a few of her own.
My theatrical mask was shattered fast
by the calculated clumsiness of her
apricot kiss,
revealing my boyish face
as the answer to the question,
who now is her masked man?

And still,
being a scientist not a philosopher
She unearths more enigmas than
solutions leaving her colleagues
balanced on the fence, waiting
in merciless anticipation for her
theories to be proven.
But the essence of a theory
is that it's unprovable.

I, being human, need only
answers to questions,
her questions
which she insists I answer.
For she knows I will always answer them for her.

She, also being human,
needs nothing else from me.
So she walks away.

It was summer's last days
along the trail
where the serpentine creek
murmurs and winds
beneath the limestone bridges.

Just beyond the bend
a weary stand of feed corn
awaits the harvester's blades.
An unexpected gust sets
the oaks and sycamores swaying
and a few desiccated leaves
skitter across the path -
harbingers of the impending fall.

In the brush along the trail,
newly morphed Monarchs
flit from purple thistles
to yellow star flowers like
a streak of airborne tigresses.
while honey bees,
cloaked in veils of pollen dust,
quench their thirst with
draughts of goldenrod nectar.

The autumnal equinox
looms just days ahead.
Shadows lengthen as summer sings
its final hymn to the setting sun.

I  always said you can't fall in love
Only for people lost in the stars

So young and fragile
Not sure how to react

Nothing will last unless you commit
No such thing as falling

You wanted to sweep me off my feet
But I didn't believe in falling

You wanted to prove me wrong
I believe, he said
Searching and teaching and showing new things
No such thing as falling

Time goes on as time goes
No such thing as falling

Try and try to see, he said
Is there such a thing as falling?

Time goes on as time goes on
Maybe there is such a thing as falling

Welcoming me to his world
Afraid and more afraid
I'll wait for you, he said
And he kept on believing

Much to my dismay I think you proved me wrong
I want you to believe, he said
Searching and teaching and showing new things
Could I be falling?

Down and down the rabbit hole
Afraid and more afraid
It's okay, he said
I'll catch you at the bottom

Commitment and love work hand in hand
Could I be falling?

I always said you can't fall in love
Only for people lost in the stars

Deeper into the universe
Yours and mine became ours
Your jokes, my laugh became one love

You're finally lost in the stars, he said
Forever and always,** was my reply

We became the stars