I wield the power
Do you know how I know?
When I spread my legs and you kneel between them, I feel your exterior crumble and your hands shake in want
You beg with your eyes and I gaze down at you
You itch in need and desire as if it will quench years of thirst
It is not the prize between my legs that you long for, it is the reminder that you can be replaced
It is knowing that I will always be better than you
That you will never compare
I'm something to chase
That you know you will never catch up to, but you try anyway
You need me
But I do not need you
Never forget
