Him

HIM

She prowls her confines,
torn, restless.
Edginess is her best friend.

Looking beyond her realm
she notices Him,
and her movements still.

Watching, waiting, she sees Him approach
and moves to come to Him,
but He shakes His head no.

She stops, waits.

He slowly comes closer,
His eyes intent on her;
His power radiating from Him.

Trembling, she stays still,
her vision narrowed in on Him.

A calm settles over her,
the restlessness gone;
He is finally there.
Her senses are totally
attuned to His Presence.

He just stands there, saying nothing,
His eyes encompassing her being.
Not talking, yet saying a lot.

She takes a breath and lifts
her hand in front of her;
her eyes never leave Him.

His hand takes hers, Strength
more evident in His gentleness.
Her hand engulfed in His,
she smiles, feeling safe.

He gives a slight squeeze on her hand,
not saying a word, but she received
His message, and steps into His arms.

His arms hold her close,
saying but one word :

"Mine"

Stepping out of His arms,
she kneels before Him,
her back to Him; her arms go
behind her back, as she bows her head.

A smile finally breaks His face,
the prize now in His Possession.

Clasping chains on her bracelets,
He looks at her still form.

Coming up behind hre,
He kneels down and pulls
gently on the restraints,
placing a chain on her ankle.

With His mouth to her ear
He whispers surely, softly :
"Welcome home, lilone. Mine."

Smiling, she turns her head
to kiss His face.
Only one word says she,
yet she says so much :

"Master"