Golden leaves dance gracefully

In gentle silver breeze.

The whispers in the trees

Sing like sailors' songs at sea.

And there, beneath the twinkling star

You danced like silver dew

Then, in my heart I knew

That twilight lovers never scar.

The precious dream you left behind,

I loved with all that's true

Like every lover loves their lie.

And every moment floating by

My broken heart loved you

Like mountain Latmos loved the sky.

This water bearer, this Aquarian girl,

Seemed quite angelic, virtuous, yes pure.

But that was just the surface and underneath lied more.

Outrageous, the heat in this mammalian whorl.

Taking my hand, she led me to her world.

With great manipulation and care she would procure,

Exactly what she seeked, proving her splendor as an entrepreneur.

Prevarication slipping off her tongue, "let's let our love unfurl".

But none of that does matter.

I needed that release.

Still, I barely caught my breath

Enough to say, "Oh Beth",

"Je ne l'oublierai jamais notre temps en Suisse",

"Where you brought me to my little death".

Melinda was born in May

All who came brought a gift

Even I came on the fifth

with the shoulder of a manta ray

It was such a lovely day

Paparazzi, even in the lift

Pranksters shoveling their cards, so swift

Caught unaware, no words to say

Suddenly, silence ceased the room

Its like an angel descended from above

My haughty shoulder became a broom

Pranksters cards gradually dissolve

Photographers frustrated, camera's wouldn't zoom

I had no gift to offer, nothing but love

Egypt 95 million years ago

Long before the pyramids were built 

Laid a marshy land of water and silt

Marching through the muck so slow

A herd of Paralititans with their necks hang low

They keep moving to hide away their guilt

Of leaving their own behind with knowledge of blood spilt

By carnivorous Carcharodontosaurs who satisfy their hunger without care and woe

Nearby the legendary Spinosaurus plops into the water like duck

The cool water feeling refreshing to this aquatic beast

With the hopes that with some luck

It can have a fishy breakfast feast

Meanwhile in the skies the pterosaurs Alanqa squawk and cluck

As they make their migration back home east