Long slender fingers
Soft pouting mouth
Gleaming white vampire teeth
Piercing aquamarine eyes
Portals to his soul

Stalking the stage like a panther
Short painful wails erupting from his throat
How I love the very sound of his breathing
What I wouldn't give to touch his hand
His achingly poignant voice makes me cry
Big salty tears of perpetual devotion

All the way from the icy Canadian north
His onstage presence carries him like
A surging wave of erotic passion
So intense that your mind reels gleefully
Raine Maida, the lascivious vocalist that captured my mind
Won't you please leave your wife for me?