Don't look at me like that ,
You know I'll lose control
And as soon as you whisper my name
By the little movements of your lips
Sailing on each other
I feel mine sailing on them
And suddenly
It's a Miami beach
With hot cheeks
Sailing on the motionless waves of you
Feb 20, 2025
Feb 20, 2025 at 4:02 PM UTC
Don't look at me like that ,
You know I'll lose control
And as soon as you whisper my name
By the little movements of your lips
Sailing on each other
I feel mine sailing on them
And suddenly
It's a Miami beach
With hot cheeks
Sailing on the motionless waves of you
This was about an imaginary character in my mind to make me step away from that main person in the middle of my weepings last week.