I found this old poem of yours in a conversation. You said you lost alot of your old works so here is one that I liked and captured a feeling especially the last two verses.
I like sex, I like the fun and the games
I enjoy being the animal the strong word tames
I like the feel of the cold chains that bite
I enjoy being spread-eagled and held tight
I like being naked next to your clothed form
Although most of these go against the norm
But for all of these kinky desires
It is you that raises my inner fires
I have a passion that makes my blood hot
Warmed even more when under a tight knot
But this is nothing with out you there
And it makes no difference if I am bare
Of all the things that I enjoy
I do know that you are not a toy
Never would I ask anything of you
Something that you wouldn’t want to do
Yes, I get excited by the leather and steel
But a cuddle from you is far more real
So, I say this as this verses last line
You don’t have to tie me up with twine
Your hugs are warming to my very core
As your love into me does pour
I am tied already, my heart is bound
I am here for you, waiting to be found
-BadBabe77