LOVE IN THE SHOWER

We have our way of ‘getting fresh’,
Before we two become one flesh.
When we are in thrall to lust’s power,
I like to join you in the shower.

I see your tantalising form
Writhing in the cascade warm,
Silhouetted through the curtain,
Provoking that feeling certain.

One crook of your little finger
Gets me jumping in, to linger
Soaping each other on the skin
Before you take me deep within.

You’ve got my manhood standing up,
Like a ram who’s ready to tup.
How easily we do connect,
When you’re all wet and I’m erect.

The water’s streaming over us
As we are deep in coitus.
It becomes our steamiest room
When I get nearest to your womb.

Sometimes your limbs encircle me,
Like koala's does a gum tree,
So I can give my sexy girl
A bit of a roundabout twirl.

Sometimes it’s back against the wall
As my name you groaningly call;
Sometimes in the passion raw
You haul me down onto the floor.

The cubicle echoes with sound
As into each other we pound,
Till in orgasm I explode,
Releasing my seminal load.

From your own depths comes your reply,
Cascading down your inner thigh.
Finally we wash ourselves clean,
Then greet the daytime that more keen.