She is fire and she wants to be loved like fire

With sparks, with heat, with passion

With flames that burn tall and fiery and red

Fervent fevers that consume

Embers that glow and smoulder

Even her name means ardent

But he is the sea

Spectral dark blue water

Deep and quiet, never screams like fire

He is the Cheshire moon at midnight

Smiling silently over the waves

That softly whisper songs to the shore

I love you, he tells her

But sometimes it all feels too cold