Bailey's Seduction

Jennifer Paige©1994

The room is dark

Tinted lavender by the moon

Suddenly I’m so scared

Maybe we could go to your house

The place is here, the time is right

It feels so awkward here, tonight

You light a candle

I see your eyes

As turbulent as

            Electricity

Look at me, I’m shaking with

            Anticipation and fear

Wanting to scream

I hope no one will hear

The letterman’s jacket you wear hits the floor

And crumples in a blue-yellow heap

Against my carpet

            I never noticed how drab it was

            Until that jacket got there

You’re close to me

            Radiating heat

Taking my hand

Then my face with the other

You kiss me, so gentle, so safe

            Like the thousands of kisses we’ve shared

Why am I so scared?

Your fingers, long and soothing

            Entwine themselves in the hair at my nape

            It always seems to shimmer whenever you’re near

I’m smiling

            Ever notice how perfectly our mouths fit together?

Slowly, lower

            Is that the bed?

It seems so much lower tonight

Blood thunders in my ears

As I feel your breath on my skin

            We’ve done this so many times before

Now it feels strangely exotic

            Because I know it won’t end

            With a knock on the door or a curfew to follow

We have all night, tonight

How come you’ve stopped?

            Oh, your jeans are button-fly

Mine are too

            Did that ruin the mood?
            God, I hope it’s still there

The candle brings out red highlights in your

            Chestnut hair

Your lips once again find mine

Only the fire’s burning more fiercely now

You smell so good, but you taste even better

            When did the buttons on your shirt shrink?

And the smoothness of your chest become such a pleasure

            To feel beneath my fingertips?

Quit stopping like that!

            Bras are funny things…

            Maybe you’ll get it next time…

Next time?  Could that possibly be?

            I think tonight might cremate me

I want to be closer to you

            Our bodies are already closer than

            What ever seemed possible before

“Bailey,” I say…

            My voice is too weak to

            Continue what I wanted to say

When you look at me I know you can see

My silent compliance

            Caressing my thighs with a delicate touch

            You begin your primal seduction

The curve of your back as if poised for attack

A heat so searing I know it’s pain

Plummeting, probing, and searching me with your soul

            Tears swell in my eyes

            From the intensity—

The pain feels so good, closing my eyes against the darkness

Red and purple combine in a violent dance of pleasure behind my eyes

Sounds so foreign escape my lips and fill my ears

My stomach contracts with a million butterflies

            Longing to break free of the skin that contains them

Arching, needing you deeper, faster, stronger

If only you could feel this desire

One last time, you’re finished

            Feel the exhaustion of moments well spent

Pillows so fluffy and white

            Hold your head like a bowl tonight

You ask me to sing to you that song that I love

            As we quietly drift off to sleep

The candle light dies and the

            Room is lavender in the moonlight

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