This is not really about Celine... (copyrighted)

Celine Dion with glassed over eyes.
Why absurdly in a kitchen shies?
An engineer by nature toils,
On a ship the devil foils!
A warm heart and eager breath,
With not, only feigns death.
The Destiny reels into a black hole,
As melancholy takes its toll.
To surface only once in a while,
Wrought with passion, yet not a smile.
He only to bring some happiness,
A kindred spirit, with finesse.