My silhouette lingers in the haze, teasing every inch of your mind as smoke curls around me like a forbidden touch. The glow of my cigarette highlights the curves you’ll never deserve, and with every exhale, your weakness deepens.

Let my shadow remind you of your place—beneath me, always wanting, never having.

My silhouette lingers in the haze, teasing every inch of your mind as smoke curls around me like a forbidden touch. The glow of my cigarette highlights the curves you’ll never deserve, and with every exhale, your weakness deepens.

Let my shadow remind you of your place—beneath me, always wanting, never having.