You're definitely on my mind.

You can't stop thinking about this Asian beauty, the kind of face that rewires your brain and makes everything else fade out.

You notice the way the light catches the curve of a bare shoulder, the soft skin that your fingers are already imagining tracing slowly downward.

You feel the pull deep in your chest — and lower — a want that sits heavy and honest, the kind that makes you lean closer to the screen without realizing you've moved at all.