SLOW BURN

He set the kettle to boil
It was simmering with anticipation
She felt the embers warm her
One sparked by unbridled conversation
The air was replete with repartee
And the hum of hidden expectation
Though neither exchanged a word too rushed
Each was stoked by provocation


Slow burn, slow burn
Round and round, turn by turn
Slow burn, slow burn
So much to uncover, so much to learn
Slow burn, slow burn
This combustible ride, this yearn
Slow burn, slow burn
Gradually heading towards no-return


She struck a match called Instinct
Then doused it with a splash of Realistic
He was fired by a fever called Longing
But he tempered it with Pessimistic
As the passions were fanned by intuition
They took the path more reckless
And unwillingly, they strung themselves
In the clasps of a love-lorn necklace


Slow burn, slow burn
Round and round, turn by turn
Slow burn, slow burn
So much to uncover, so much to learn
Slow burn, slow burn
This combustible ride, this yearn
Slow burn, slow burn
Gradually heading towards no-return