mii-sama

I waited for him to come, I could feel the aching hallow inside of me, yet I trembled in fear at the thought of his fingers upon my skin, would the burning desire engulf my soul my heart chard to ashes, my skin smoldering? Or would I be turned to stone, frozen, paralyzed in awe, my need so great the weight of it keeps me anchored, my throat tightening, my tongue swells, so speech will elude me? He may turn away if I am rooted, and silent, and I would not be able to call him back. Perhaps I can only crumple to the ground at his feet, wanting him to hold me quietly as I bury myself against him, unburden my heart, and painf