THE NATURALIST

thru cool creek, woods and glen
past fork, around shaded bend
she came to meet his smile
upon a face bright as the sun
glazing this pale moon one

in joining this son of sunny days
by returning his heated gaze
soon naked in truth as can be
questing, she'd stay a while
do you realize how you beguile?

in wonder, reached, touched out
was scorched without a doubt
by entity, how could this be
a shining sun for everyone
but not the sunny one for thee

in toto, undone, when he's done
grazing now paler moon one
do you realize how you beguile?
the glow that's gone, oh, she's run
he'd just as well have pulled a gun

(c) 2004 E'Ullie Fitzhugh aka Rennie Lorca

first draft....