Shower

The water blasts the tension from my tired body,
the steam blankets me in its soothing arms.
Standing in the spray you are all I think of,
your body pressed against mine.
I imagine the soap making us slick,
your hands sliding all over me.
I feel the waves of desire stirring inside,
the need to have you there in the heat.
Leaning my head back, closing my eyes
I let the hot water run through my hair.
A cool breeze stirs around my ankles,
I sense you before I see you.
Without a word you have come to me,
without a sound you begin to rub my neck.
You allow your hands to wander down my back,
around my waist and up to my breast.
Kissing my neck, nibbling on my shoulder,
you caress me making my knees weak.
The smell of lavender fills my senses,
as you wash my hair, then my body.
You take your time slowly, methodically
washing away all of my worries all of my stress.
You gently turn me toward you,
pressing your body against mine.
tenderly you grasp me by my waist,
lifting me ever so slightly.
You slide into me effortlessly,
pressing me against the cool tiles.
The steam blankets us in its soothing arms….