Fire and Water

Fire and Water

Passions settled, racing hearts have calmed
But still, the caresses linger, smiles warm
Bodies intertwined, melded together on this bed
But I take your hand, and slowly part this embrace
To guide you to where the water can cleanse
The stall's walls a cool tile, quickly beaded with steam
as the spray begins to fall, drumming on the floor

Stepping inside, I beckon to you, welcoming
pulling you close and feeling your skin against mine
clothes an afterthought, a memory in this moment
the water cascading so elegantly down your curves
clinging and gliding down you, my hands mimicking
Once again memorizing the shape of your flesh
The intimate and the erotic, a vision of loveliness

The first kisses set bodies afire once again
Skin pressed tight, the friction eased by the water
Little words exchanged, affections amongst the steam
Soap gliding lightly over our bodies, soft lather
Washing clean and away the traces of before
Yet stirring the same arousal, stoking the flame
Taunting so beautifully, a glorious game

Hands roam, bodies massage, lips graze
The escalating degrees of touch and press
Continuing to tease and toy, until at last
Pressing your body tight against the wall
My hands caressing over your thighs and spine
Crushing your breasts against the tile, taking you
moans an echoing harmony, dancing in the fog

Thrusts and pulls, bodies shifting back and forth
Swift rhythm of my hips clapping against your ass
Blood flowing swiftly, heart pounding in my ribs
Even as I grind you ever-tighter to the side of the stall
feeling the tight heat of your body clutching me
tugging grunts and stammered whispers from my throat
a gradually climbing mountain of ecstasy arising

Climax builds swiftly, my hand clenched to your chest
the exquisite sensation at first ripples, then waves
washing over me to the blended sensation of the water
your shuddering, clutching, holding me tight to you
juices once again mixing inside of you, as we finish
pinning you within my arms, against the beaded tile
Gasps and groans mere whispers now, cooling the flame

Parting anew, the quiet intimacy resumes now
Bodies explored and washed completely in near silence
my heart both content and tired from such an evening
Gazing down at you as you clean me, and I wash you
Feeling the trust of your hands against my skin
despite the touch of fatigue that settles upon us
slowly bringing the shower to a close, easing off the spray

Towels drying and dragging over freshly soaked skin
just another simple affection after such a moment
guiding you back to the bed to lay and rest
Settled easily and enjoying the moment, the peace
of your body twined with mine, tired but satisfied
An evening filled with the fire of our pleasures
But also the cleansing water of the shower's call