MonserratMiller

Oh, I feel like there's something coming over me I feel like there's something coming over me Oh, I feel like there's something coming over me Over me, over me Your lips on my lips make me lose my, keep 'em there till there's no air in my chest ♪ When you're walking in ♪ ♪ Cause when our eyes lock ♪ ♪ It's like my heart stops ♪ ♪ Ah, I lose my breath ♪ When you're walking in You make my knees drop It's like I'm in shock

I would like to wake you up sometimes with kisses I swear to you that I agree with that, yeah I say it's the last time and I'll come back Yes, what I like most is that, to the world, we are friends But, alone, the kisses are on the mouth, on the mouth Baby, normal, we both feel like we're lying But who is not wrong, is wrong It's hot and even hotter when we mix smoke with alcohol Overall, what you feel, I feel I never thought I would end up in underwear With you inside me I know well that, to the world, we are friends But, alone, the kisses are on the mouth, on the mouth Baby, normal, we both feel like we're lying But who is not wrong, is wrong

She's not for games and she makes it clear Cheap love is an expensive spite She has her feelings unemployed Until someone can understand Let her see what no one could see That she does what no one could do Give her dead heart some life, She's a scandal Seeing her in a dress is a spectacle Breaking her calculations never fail her Her friend already told her baby change it, She's a scandal Seeing her in a dress is a spectacle Breaking her calculations never fail her Her friend already told her baby change it, without finishing she asks for another drink The note has already begun to wreak havoc, eh The chemistry is increasing She knows she steals the looks dancing The others can't explain what she's doing She attracts attention unintentionally Doesn't get close to her Let her show off Don't even throw you She's watching, she goes out, she drinks, she goes to everything All the time she's on but at night she sleeps alone For a long time she's been up for something else Now she wants to feel alive, no more love for an hour, She's a scandal Seeing her in a dress is a spectacle Breaking her calculations never fail her Her friend already told her baby change it.

In this loneliness that increases my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, wet and slow, that invents you beside me, without having you; in this offering that consumes my hours of anxiety, unaccepted; in this night that will see the perfume of my skin in the evaporated air; in this bed, that from the you empty, it turns into inhospitable plateau; in this embrace in which I close you mine, and that your embrace, absent, does not complete. The brief flame of the candle erect over the palmatoria, on the shelf, overflows into the melted wax, challenging phallic symbol. A light breath goes from my lips, and at once the shadow surrounds me; the firm touch of your hand I hope for, and the fiery impulse that my bowels flood. And I must make up for the absence of your touch with the dictates of my fantasy, alone consummating the same act that with you, my love, I would consummate.