if the opera weren't composed
we never would have met
your eyes would not have captured mine
the spell could not have set
i would not be in awe of you
my world would be just fine
the life i know'd be all i knew
the quo still unopposed

but you're burning desert sun
with power as yet reserved
an intercontinental might
which leaves the rest unnerved
in darkest nights i walk alone
for your fulgurous light
i only dream your towering home
and what we haven't done

if i knew how to seduce you
i absolutely would
a beautiful conspiracy
revering womanhood
we'd intersect and escalate
the sparks we can't foresee
crescendo to a secret state
it's decades overdue

but neither will be brave enough
to break apart what works
the carefully constructed now
cannot become beserk
so you will climb your solid stairs
and never find out how
my silly words and constant glares
might triumph fiery fluff