Papers line the walls
Books line the shelves
Instruments I'd delivered
Stand by themselves

Pens & papers from the desk
Lie scattered on the floor
You look me in the eye
As you move to close the door

I feel your hands on my back
Flow like water down my waist
I turn, my hands on your chest
To see in your eyes a look of haste

Clothes, still warm, on the floor
Lying on the desk without a breath
I hesitate to touch you
Knowing this is the first of many deaths

Your practiced hands touch me
Amble from my shoulders to my thighs
Slide so gently between them
I let out the first of many sighs

You come ever so close
Your breath hot on my skin
My heart beats in places unknown
When, suddenly, you're in

In this moment, not you or I
Are with the one we're supposed to be
That lying one in the corner
He tempted you and me

You move inside me, it's all I can do
Not to cry out from this
Pain, pleasure, shame, joy
Instead I give you our first and last kiss

Your hands are electric on my body
It almost covers up the shame
Your lips move, you whisper
A song that is my name

Your name comes, burns like fire
From my throat to my lips
We give in to our passions
Though neither of us can commit

Together we sigh
And one becomes two
We dress in silence
Again I look at you

Behind me I reach for the door
Wondering how this lie I will feign
When once more your eyes pierce mine, saying
"Haley, we must do this again."