The Water Dancer

She lies coiled and sensuous
Sliding over the sheets
Like a waterfall after
A spring rain

A slow journey up her thigh
Leads to damp flesh
Pink and beckoning
As your fingers slip inside

She arches graceful
Beneath your hand
As you bring her to
A shuddering rush

Tumbling her brings
Wet heat to your inquisitive cock
As she wraps herself around you
And the river flows between you

The slip and slide of bodies
Moving together in a tangled bed
Her heat envelopes you
Begging you to share moisture

In the moment when the wave crests
You both feel the rush
Of mingled fluids before
The tide retreats

You are blessed with water
Sated and complete you wait
For the tide to rise again