Oblivious

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.
 Being in love is enough
 Being in love is enough