Hot tubs have their benefits,
I think.
45 degrees out
but heating up in here,
I find bare skin
And pull her close,
A bare bodied embrace.
It amazes me how fragilely
defined a woman can be.
The strength I embody as a man,
Overpowering,
Protecting,
Yet somehow,
sometimes
Afraid to use it.
In her smile,
only a longing for strength.
A complete union of passion and protection.
What a mischievous smile.
Wrapped up in the heat
I watch as wrapped legs
Seem to somehow still surprise me.
The legs of a dancer.
Better to return the favor
With the grip of a wrestler.
Steamy, heated,
Bubbling embrace.
She bites down hard on my lip
While the rhythmic pounding of the water’s
Course,
Seems to pursue the rhythm defined in
our own movements.
She must be creative,
This one loves to feel.
Top undone,
Bottom parted,
Legs wrapped,
Hot tub movements,
I’m suddenly happy
In my choice of restaurants.
Copyright (c) David DeSantis
David DeSantis
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