By I. Ivory
Date: 27 August 1997

Night

"All that you would say; 
Let me hear it with my eyes & with my heart. 
Tell me your words with your body & with your spirit. 
Chose gently or to conquer,  for I will match thee. 
Teach me to be the music of life as you are;
For all tomorrow's await our laughter & the love that we shall sing."

I will know everything from your expressions and from the way you touch me...
I imagine you reaching out to lay your hand on my cheek...your eyes telling me 
with certainty what will happen between us this night...your fingers sliding 
over my lips which tremble with the immense relief of knowing that I will have 
this one glorious night...a night in which I shall meet this mysterious man who 
is at once a complete stranger to me and yet knows me far better than any other.

With eyes closed I want to gently run my fingertips over your beautiful face... 
to know you by touch, not merely by sight... To lean close to you and unbutton 
your shirt... like a long awaited gift...and then reach up to softly kiss the 
perfect curve of your neck... be so close to you that I can feel your pulse 
quicken against my warm lips... 

To breath you in as if you were the very elements that give me life...and gaze 
in wonder at the brilliant rightness of loving you...
 
At last I will feel you kiss me...tender at first, yet growing more & more 
insistent, our lips touching with surprise and then hunger as the passion 
between us grows... you kiss me harder, promising things I've never dared dream 
of... demanding from me an equal response...
 
I feel your strong hands at the back of my neck, pulling me closer to you... 
and as I draw near, I know without doubt that you want me... with slow 
deliberation I reach down and put my hand on you... wanting to feel you before 
I see you... 

Then your fingers are at the buttons of my blouse... as you slowly open it I 
can't help but let my eyes close and my head fall back... waiting in delicious 
agony for you to touch me... 

The sensation of your mouth on my breast, warm and soft, makes me gasp from the 
shock of it... I think I will fall until I feel your hands at the small of my 
back... pressing me tight against you as you slowly move down over the tense 
muscles of my stomach, your hands now on my hips as I stand there helpless before 
you... lost in the pure pleasure of your touch...I wish I were already naked so 
you wouldn't stop and then, smiling to myself, I wonder if you will be surprised
when you see me completely...
 
I kneel down to face you, my lips finding yours, as you wrap me in your arms... 
tighter and tighter... 

Waiting for you now is the most exquisite torture... Time has lost all meaning 
and only you and I exist...
 
You know I must have you, yet you tease me... putting off the moment in which I 
will know you completely... finding a thousand delicious ways to keep me aching 
for you... 

	
But fair is fair & I can tease too... 

	
I push you back till you are laying before me... looking down at you with all 
the longing from every endless night I have lain awake wanting you near... and 
then I can feel your warm skin as I slide my hands over your body... soft as 
air... down over your shoulders and then your chest... you must be ticklish but 
you can't move as I reach your stomach and lean down to kiss it... my long hair 
spilling over you and brushing you like a feather... your hands run through it 
now and a faint moan escapes your lips... as I kiss my way down to your waist...
you push me further... wanting badly the thing you think I am offering... 
	
I pause when I reach the first button... then it is undone and there is utter 
silence... we both hold our breath, realizing a point of no return has been 
passed... I try not to give in to the almost unbearable desire to have you that 
very instant... thinking you deserve to endure more of the frustration of 
wanting and waiting just as I have these seemingly endless nights... 
	
I peer down at my hands laying flat on your stomach... I flex my fingers and 
feel you tense, waiting for the moment when my nails will hurt... I can feel 
you breathing and without looking I know you are smiling... both of us fully 
aware that we are caught up in that mysterious circumstance of desire that 
inspires sonnets and music and promises...
 
The thought crosses my mind that perhaps we need go no further...the knowledge 
that you want me will be enough...but I think then, selfishly, that I want the 
memory of being with you... of feeling you inside me...of seeing your face as 
we join together...and I undo the second button... 

I wonder what you are thinking but am too afraid to ask... 
And then I realize that it doesn't matter... my desire for you is what I will 
keep from this night... and the memories... 

I can see now the fine silk shorts that you have on underneath and it makes me 
smile... it fits you so well this combination of luxury, innocence and seduction... 
as I slip my fingers beneath the waist band I can feel you catch your breath... 
you wonder what I will do next... and you sigh with pleasure as I slowly pull 
them off of you... for the first time I see you completely naked... and I catch 
my breath at the sheer beauty of you... 

I slip off the rest of my clothes and slowly slide my hands up your legs...
kissing your knee and then softly the inside of your thigh... as I move up 
between your legs you grudingly spread them for me...feeling a bit vulnerable I 
imagine and not really knowing what I will do next...

I can't believe that I am here with you... for so long I have wished that we 
could have this night together; never believing that it was possible... wondering 
why I felt such longing for a man I barely know... and as these shadowy thoughts
flicker across my mind I suddenly know that because of this longing, I have 
regained my desire for life... 

The first time I touch you it is electric... your eyes are closed and your hands 
grab the covers as you unwillingly raise up to me... I think that I want to 
please you more than anything and decide to take the risk... hoping that my 
enthusiasm will overcome my lack of skill... 

You gasp aloud from the warmth of my lips and once again your hands run through 
my hair... I feel you shiver as I take you in... further and further... until I 
think I will never be able to hold all of you... but I do... 

With your body and your hands you tell me what you like and when the moment 
arrives for a decision I decide that I want to know everything... 

The taste of you surprises me and I wonder if you're shocked at my behavior...
 
I feel quite smug, like a cat with a saucer of milk... enjoying my power over you... 

Suddenly you sit up and take me in your arms... you're smiling and looking 
mischievous and I wonder what you're up to... 

As you kiss me, right there at the hollow of my neck, where it tickles the most,
I can't help but laugh and then I know that this night is just beginning...