It's sub-atomic power and butterflies.
It melts you with a liquifying smile.
It doesn't flinch, completely silent while
It stares straight back from black hole laser eyes.
It's physical perfection and a heart
Of finest pinpoint ultra-focussed gold:
Intense but distant, often assumed cold
But plasma superhot and razor smart.
In ginger muscled tan it conquers oceans,
Exploring secret starlight, free of bullshit,
The awesome fantasy of a new lover
Forgetting artificial emotions:
Too imprecise to live with any limit
And too exact to ever be discovered.