(For the Love of) Germaine

He was a boy, Almost a man
Sitting on the edge of his master plan
An unlikely source, for a hero to rise
But hero's are born from these unlikely times
Forging a love, at the cusp of change
Making a life with his love Germaine
And as love goes, things couldn't be more right
Cause love plays a hero in unlikely times
What kind of wanting can burn at the need
And how many are lucky to
Understand this kind of greed
It's savage and wanton and human to the core
It's the blood in the veins of the hunter paramour