surrender

nervously awaiting Your arrival
anticipation roils through me
a racing heart
a spinning head
a butterfly filled stomach
one glimpse of You
as You enter the room
and i know
(as surely as i know my name)
that i am Yours
if You will have me
drawn to You like a moth
drawn to a porch light
on a sweltering August evening
already I crave
Your touch
Your approval
Your affection
Your control
more than anything
i want to fall to my knees
and offer myself to You