Next Time Poem by Deborah Cromer

To be in your vision, right in your scope
I saw warmth, felt candle light, had hope
Once long ago, I had tasted devotion with grace
I was captured and captivated by leather and lace
Awake now with first breath, my life is anew
Secret thoughts stolen away, thinking only of you
I have passed the point of ultimate distraction
A pleasantly warm and passionate attraction
Calm and sure is your mind, you always think
The chain of possibilities strengthens, link by link
The sharpest of the finest cut, never to dull
To the edge of sound, vibrating out a lull
Peacefully drifting to and fro, endlessly pleased
Remembering once upon a moment, we heavily teased
Playful with care, we smiled inside
We journeyed the senses and needed no guide