I know a girl who’s seldom seen,
Yet she’s the lover in my dreams.
And because of all she means to me
There will never be another.

More often now than ever a then,
In my mind I do find
A sensate notion of the furnace
That’s her sizzling sexuality.

In my vision, she’s aglow:
Fiery angel, glistening soul,
Empowered pelvis
In the throes of a blinding incandescence.

But what’s the fuel her fire burns?
What’s devoured as she churns?
Closer, closer, I move to learn
She awaits the ignition of my arrival.

And so drawn I do descend
To feed her fire without end.
I’ve no delusion, no pretend:
My combustion is her survival.

I know a girl whose seldom seen:
She’s the eternity of my dreams.
And between her thighs I commend
In burning love that has no end.