“Oh, you stopped scrolling.”

“Guess that means you’re mine for a minute.”

“…Or longer.”

One smirk could ruin your weekend plans,

My DMs leave bigger scars than my hands,

Every shot’s a dare you’ll lose,

One glance and you’ve got no excuse.

I lean in slow,

Your guard runs thin,

My game?

Always rigged to win.

(You’re already picturing something, aren’t you?)

I take better hostages than pictures,

Every laugh’s a loaded fixture,

By the time you think to back away,

You’re already here — and you’re gonna stay.

Still staring?

That’s bold,

I’m the secret you can’t hold.

Play it cool,

I’ll play cruel,

You’re on my hook,

And I write the rule.

Still thinking?

That’s sweet,

But you’re already at my feet.

Say my name

Like you’re owed,

I like it best

When you’re overexposed.

I can wreck your focus from across the room,

Every pose I drop feels like your doom,

Saved my face — twice this week,

You’ve got that look that’s easy to tweak.

No mercy eyes,

Soft threat smile,

I keep you stuck

Just to watch awhile.

(And no, you’re not ready for both hands.)

You’ll need an alibi for liking that post,

Every word I drop comes double-dosed,

Thought you’d scroll and let me fade?

Now you’re the one who’s been played.

Still scrolling?

That’s fine,

Every frame here’s mine.

Step in close,

I’ll step back,

You’ll chase harder —

That’s a fact.

Still hoping?

That’s cute,

But I don’t hand out the loot.

You can beg,

I don’t bend,

But I’ll keep you

‘Til the end.

“You thought you were just passing by?”

“That’s cute.”

“…Meanwhile, I’m wondering how loud you get.”

Still here?

Of course you are,

I don’t lower — I raise the bar.

One tilt,

You lose the grip,

This is my stage,

Not your script.

Still wishing?

That’s sweet,

But your night’s on repeat.

Every thought’s got me in it,

And I’m not done…

Not in a minute.

(So… how badly do you want the rest?)

“You can close the app…”

“…but I’m still in your head.”

“Still watching?”

“Yeah. You are.”