My love is like winding roses
wrapping around, suffocating slowly
thorns peircing your delicate flesh
intoxicatingly sweet fumes filling your nose
muscles tense, hands shaking, you try to escape
but you couldnt leave me if i wanted you to
your addicted in a sick masichistic love
so just relax, let me take control
just close your eyes this is almost over
toxicity ryan adams
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winding-roses/
