being with You

my eyes are lowered …to the floor… i kneel in front of You… focusing on an imaginary spot just right before the tips of Your shiny boots… i am in my rest position, since hours now… but time isn’t important when i am with You… mmmmmmmm yes, i think… everything lost it’s meaning since i am with You, except… You… and… except… everything i could do to make You smile …and so my senses are up on a high level to notice every change, every gesture, to be able to react just in time You expect it… or better a split-second before, to surprise You