Him

story imageThe room is silent. Her breath barely perceptible. Tiny slivers of light enter the room slicing across bare flesh. In the corner the glow of her laptop. She waits. He has promised to come. And so she sits. When is not a given. But what is, is the simple fact that she will be waiting.  A minute, an hour. It does not matter. Becuase he told her he would come. In silence she waits.

All that he requested is at hand. She will do as he bids without question wiithout hesitation. This is the world they have for the moment. It is not enough for either one. And time is a cruel Mistress. She does not tell when she will alow them to finally be as one. So in this moment they will savor the stolen time they have.

A soft chime signals his arrival and her pusle quickens, her breath deepens and her heart leaps. For him she will move heaven and earth. For him surrender body and soul.

For him say thank you and please. She will send daily photos of her on bended knee with bared flesh. And for him she will hold her head high knowing that she is his. She will do all of this and more…. for him.

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4 Comments

  1. February 2, 2013 at 8:14 pm

    Perfect

  2. February 3, 2013 at 3:51 pm

    I loved this…but it brought about such mixed feelings for me as well…..it brings into focus a question I must answer about myself…….do I have the…..energy to wait with no……idea of how long it will be? I’m not sure anymore

    • loneyheart said,

      February 3, 2013 at 5:33 pm

      breath deep. We all have those moments when we are not sure. Time seems to go on forever and the yearning is painful. for me it is simply this. I am in love with him. And the waiting is hard. But the idea of never being by his side is even harder. So stop and ask yourself, what will my life be without him? Will i honestly be able to give of myself so freely to another? How well does he really know me? And if i were to walk away would i regret it a month from now a year from now? I will wait forever if that is what it takes. The misery of living without him at all is to great.


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