Dreams of 'on-tap' sex.
Delicious and fulfilling.

But...I want more...

Dripping slowly, the tap may soon stop;
the flow may become dry.

Stepping into the warmth of sensual bubbles,
Angling between the shiney arcs;
Slipping under the ovals and circles of warm scent;
Yelling and screaming rebels.
Screams of water;
A soapy topping;
A popping cocoon.

Enveloping and drinking me;
Drinking me in.

Completely until parched
And drowning.