Goddess Itiba

My toes curl and twist in golden sand while you sit there hard. You crave the weight of My attention, but you’ll only get dust unless you

Your favorite view: My lower body soaking up the sun,
legs glistening, feet commanding.
You’re trembling in the sand beside Me,
locked,

This isn’t a beach photo. This is a lesson in ownership. I own your hunger, your obsession, your wallet. Look at the way My skin glows, how