Twilight gave the snow a soft glow in the waning sunlight. I stood there thinking in the park, walking to my loft Thoughts of wondering if you'd be there waiting….for me. The plans we made for this evening, just us and that warm loft.
Windows overlooked the same park this time with streetlights aglow From the nook I could see you walking up to my loft Your soft walk the kind that makes me want to follow you everywhere I have to smile knowing what is to come
I turn on some music, this jazzy, trip-hop, hip-hop and soul sound Soft yet erotic, female vocals over the beats The loft is warm for this chilly, winter night, snow starts to fall again. You'll be in here any moment, this is our night.
There is a knock, and I open up the door I say, "Welcome Domina, welcome home." With that you smile, kiss me on the cheek I close the door, this is our night, and ours alone.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/40i2jt/poem_our_night