Miss-riri

What turns me on?Attention.When they don’t just look at my body — they look deeper.When they whisper not words, but desire.When a touch feels like a promise, not an accident.And when the silence between kisses says more than any message ever could. When he rushes.When he forgets that I feel — I’m not just there.When it’s all about him, not us.When there’s no eye contact, no effort to hear what my body is saying.When there’s passion but no respect, and touch without meaning.