Goddess Azuul

and yet here you are… staring… again.
It’s almost embarrassing how easy it is.
How something so simple turns your brain off
and makes you

There’s a version of you
you don’t show anyone.
Softer.
More exposed.
More honest.
The one that doesn’t need to pretend.
The one that

There’s something about black stockings that makes weak minds go quiet…
and obedient eyes stay exactly where I want them.
You don’t just

Most people don’t pay attention.
They scroll.
They look for a second… and move on.
But not you.
You slow down.
You notice the details…
the