Water Garden Poem by Kim Schilling

Misty steam rises from the porcelain tub
as she gently lowers in her curvaceous body.
Glistening bubbles reflect gold specks of light;
candles dancing gracefully under moonlight,
scent of Water Garden released into the night
brings her quickly to ecstasy as she caresses.
A sensual moan rolls out as her head leans back.

Her body glistens in the soft light as she exits,
and leg rises to the rim to be stroked by the towel.
Slowly she rubs herself down with soothing oil.
A red robe hangs loosely over her stunning body,
exposing firm, young breasts and the beauty below.
White smoke now rises from the Water Garden candles;
she strolls to bed, lulled to sleep by the lingering aroma.