I’m waiting Sir.

Patiently waiting for you to come home so I can feel your touch once again.

It’s not long now.

My eyes are heavy but I just want one glimpse of the smile on your face.

It’s been ages since you have held me, although, it’s really only been a few days.

I need you. I need it like I need air.

Your touch, your kiss.

The laugh you cannot stop from escaping your lips when you bury your face in my neck and draw me into your arms.

I need all of it.

I need you.

My fire burns, but when you are gone it’s smolders and dims and then burst into an inferno when you draw near, fed by the same fire within you.

So here I wait, abeit not so patiently, for my souls flame to ignite my smoldering ashes once more.