I want someone who will look outside
And say, Ray, it’s raining let’s open wide
The windows and doors and run amok
With your breasts exposed as well my cock

Up to the rainy rooftop we’ll climb
And there I’ll kiss you until you feel sublime
I’ll never make you long or cry
When you consider us, you’ll never ask why

Some days we’ll plan, some days we’ll leap
At opportunities we know we cannot keep
Locked away with dates that expire
The spark alone is just the start of the fire

So stock me full of wood for winter
I’m sorry if your gentle hands receive a splinter
Such is the risk when tending the flame
That gives hot fiery love its true name