She is oblivious
As i flood the room
Rushing around
As fluids do
Tasting every wall
With the tip of my tongue
Caressing them all
In search of just one.
She hangs to high
For my rapids to reach
Framed in plastic
Painted with bleach
Maniacal motion
The furry of my flood
She still hasn't noticed
We still haven't touched.
Being in love is enough
Being in love is enough
She is oblivious
As i blow down the room
Whipping around
As winds always do
Lifting paper from walls
Upholstery from chairs
Destroying it all
To find what's not there.
She hangs too high
For my winds to feel
Framed in plastic
Mounted with steel
Maniacal motion
The furry of my storm
She still hasn't noticed
My feelings transform.
Being in love is enough
Being in love is enough
She is oblivious
As i burn down the room
Turning structure to ashes
As flames always do
Eating every wall
With the sharp of my teeth
Ingesting them all
To end my grief.
She hangs too high
For my flames to singe
Framed in plastic
But her edges don't cringe
Maniacal motion
The furry of my fire
She still hasn't noticed
My burning desire.