Do I see you peeking through the window
Craving my attention
You wonder, knowing you’re unworthy of it
What can you do, how can you find your way inside
Are you spineless enough to slither under the door
Are you crafty enough to make it through the open window on the 2nd floor
No, you’re not
But you might buy your way in
Slip a bill under the door and hope I notice
Then maybe
You hold breath after it’s done
Waiting, stroking, hoping
You swore you saw me look
I did
I wasn’t impressed
Your desperation is hardening
You know you don’t deserve even a look from me, but you can’t stand the hunger
Any other man can tell you that it won’t go away
Until you surrender
Until you sacrifice
Until I have what I want
And you already know the truth
And the likelyhood that you will not end up with what you want
But you empty out your wallet anyway
And with one sweaty hand you push everything you have under the door
The ultimate sacrifice in a last ditch effort
To get a foot, or is it your dick, in the door
You see me bending down to pick up your offering
You see me consider if I will open the church door
To let you in to worship in my presence
And then you see me turn and walk away
Through the window, you watch as I leave you there
Without even a glance back
You know you have given me everything you have
And it still wasn’t enough
The humiliation makes you swell with desire and desperation
You realize you have only one thing left to sacrifice
Your own pleasure
And the evidence of your devotion trickles down your fingers as you stand
Alone outside my window