Breaking Point

I don't know
if I am good for you
or bad
we move at a snail's pace
with slow undulating hips
like a ripple
I am waiting
for the current
to turn to rapids
that will match my heartbeat
and our breathing
my goal
is to pleasure you
to lead you
to the edge
then to watch you struggle
knowing you're so close
but determined to hold out
to let our slow dance last
you let the waves
pull you under
and we surrender
to the tide