silently i wait for him

listening for what i can not see

yearning for the touch

that binds yet sets me free

pleasing him...my only goal

perchance to earn a kiss

my anticipation grows

knowing i could be his 

patience and obedience...both foremost in my mind

serving his every need...fullfilling mine in kind

pulse racing...heart pounding

untouched by fear

soft touch...quiet whisper...i want to be able to say

"my Master is here"