Unrequited Dreams

Imagination was his way of figuring out a structure  
Every inch was managed under a mindful constructer
 
He put his preferences carefully into place  
Utilized experience to keep her secrets safe  
Opened the plans to give some floor space  
Creating a safe haven to privately see her face  
 
Now that the specs were done and sufficiently handled  
Personal touch lit in every quarter, a bright candle  
Confused as to what she'd want to put in her room  
Or around the house, his theories showed what to assume  
Humming to himself, he tried so many different syles  
Decorating till the hour hand had sprinted 'round for miles  
 
By the time he finished, he had built a brooding tower  
Filled with infinite stories, theories, daydreams, sex, and power  
He smiled to himself as this structure was irrefutable proof  
Somewhere in those bricks lay a hidden, indisputable truth  
 
She could run all she wanted, but one room would shed light  
There were hundreds, but he felt the first one would be right  
 
It is the one he put the most of his thought in  
Poured into its blueprints, had amenities brought in  
Every silk she'd spun was hung and taken  into account  
He weeded out bad strings to maximize the thread counts  
 
All that was needed was the smell of food and some slow music  
So he could keep this place hidden where he could never lose it.