In the middle of the room i stand, alone and deprived of senses
Eyes covered, hands bound.. nothing but the sound of my breathing
I know You are near.. i feel Your presence
I hope You are watching me.. studying the body that You own
I hear a sound and struggle not to turn my head
Whatever happens i must not move!.. must not make a sound!
I know this is a test and i am determined to pass
I want to make You proud.. i want to be the reason for Your smile
It takes all my willpower not to cry Your name out loud
To call You to me.. to feel Your touch upon my aching flesh
I long for Your soothing fingertips gently tracing the striped skin
How long have i been standing here? 5 minutes? an hour? a day?
An eternity passes and then another sound.. Your breathing.. i can hear You
A smile threatens to take over my lips.. i chase it away
My breathing deepens.. my knees want to buckle
How much longer must i play this torturous game?
What's that sound? Was it the door?
He wouldn't leave me like this.. would He?
My heart pounds.. i must not move!.. i must not speak!
The door again.. thank God! He's back
I wait for His words to caress my ears
Still He says nothing.. maybe He's not even there!
Panic sets in.. i turn my head to try to hear Him
The sound of the cane striking my back is drowned out by the sound of my tears as i realise i have failed His test.
