Worship Me From Afar

I know you’re watching. I know you can’t stop watching. “Worship Me From Afar” is your favourite kind of tort ure I let you adore every curve, every expression, every little tease… but only from a safe distance, where you can’t do a thing about it. You’ll squirm, pout, beg in your little cage, knowing you’re nothing but a spectator to my beauty. I move. You melt. I smirk. You crumble. It’s adorable how desperate you are… from all the way over there