He Watches...


Steam fogs the glass
as pulsating streams of water
caress her lonely flesh.
He’d been away for so long
and she ached to feel him again.
Her mind drenched in reverie...
she doesn’t see him come in.
Her hand searching,
slipping below her waist,
finding her pleasure,
gently stroking her desire
as he watches.
He wants so desperately to step inside
to fulfill her every wish…
but he is entranced,
enraptured by her solitary dance
as she sways
to the rhythm of her fantasy.
Undisturbed,
her unbridled passion
on the verge of erupting
into euphoric bliss…
and he watches,
until
her body shudders
and she opens her eyes
to his longing.

Copyright ©, 2004, Tammy S. Hoover