They don't know that when I run my fingers through your hair, it calms you.
And when I pull, it drives you mad with ecstasy.
They don't know you bite your lip every time I bite your neck.
That with every lick you cringe from pure pleasure.
They don't know how you moan when I scratch your back.
Leaving my mark to become another faded memory.
They don't know what you do when it's just too **** good.
Touching and gripping my body as if I am the only thing that matters at that moment.
They don't know how it feels to love you.
And you don't know how it feels to love.

Petals so soft and tender, quiver to the touch.
Fill my roots with your love, and let your soul water me.
Don't take away my oxygen and cover me with your darkness.
Breaking the rays of the only sunlight I have to fill the void in your heart.
Don't step on the leaves you once cherished.
Trying to stomp away all of your mistakes.
Within all of your destruction, you fail to realize that you're killing the only thing that ever loved you. ..
Watch where you step, because you may have just broken your flower.