A hot hour shower

There's nothing like
A hot hour shower
With a hot woman
I know will devour.

Once she's undressed,
My mind is obsessed.
I want to be pressed
Breast to breast.
The water runs cold.
Our bodies, still hot.
Soon she'll behold
What she never forgot.

The water warms up.

It's time to begin,
So she'll slide it in.
Suds soak her skin
As I induce a grin.
Time is moving fast,
Faster than our pulse.
It's good we at last
Gave in to impulse.

No, nothing tops
Our love, strong & lifelong
Except for the top,
Where she knows I belong.