For My Outback Babe, My Pride Grows Down Under

I never dreamed that my love would blossom in such a lethal country, such a wide open country, such a country of creatured and sights on damn near—no, actually, the other side of the world. I never dreamed it could come, that angel boy's arrow, from so far—but I was pierced by it, or was it your eyes, my dearest Valentina? I never dreamed we could combine, join in union to make two become one, to make two worlds become one paradise, wherever we roam, from Australia to Barcelona to the MIA—every place I go with you on my arm, my down-under arm-candy, is home. I hope we never leave, my love.