Sunday, April 09, 2006

Break It Down Baby...

Lacking motivation to clean, I put on a CD and turn it up. I head to the kitchen where the dirty dishes have been calling my name so long they are hoarse. I can barely hear the music begin over the running water, but that's okay. I know this song by heart. Every beat feels like the very beat of my heart.


Hey
Is your burden heavy?
Can you bear it alone?
Call me baby
And come on home
Is the life you're living
Filled with despair?
Call me daddy
And I'll be there


I feel the song start to move my body like it does my soul. My hips begin swaying slowly side to side. The singer's voice carrying me along as much as the music.


Oh break it down baby
You can show me the way
Hold me, squeeze me
Swing and sway
Are you worried 'bout if I'll stay?
I won't let you get away


My eyes close as my hands go on autopilot. The beat of the music controls the beat of my heart. The words I know so well begin softly falling from my parted lips.


Half a mile or so and then
I'll be knocking at your window
And you'll have to let me in
Oh listen to my innuendos
I don't want to talk all night
Just show you what I’m saying
Don't just stand there
Hear what's right
And I promise I’m not playing


The dishes suddenly forgotten as the song completely takes me over. I shake my hair loose from its prison and feel it's silky, golden strands pour over my shoulders and down my back.


Break it down baby
You can show me the way
Hold me, squeeze me
Swing and sway
Are you worried 'bout if I'll stay?
I won't let you get away


With my arms in the air, I slowly spin. My hips keeping their steady rhythm back and forth. My body and voice matching the crescendo of the song. As I sense the end of the song nearing, I lift my hair off my neck and continue my solitary dance.


Break it down baby
You can show me the way
Hold me, squeeze me
Swing and sway
Are you worried 'bout if I'll stay?
I won't let you get away


You silently come up behind me and place your hands on my hips. You pull me into you and join my dance. Your body swaying with mine. Your lips softly brush my neck. As the song slowly releases its hold on me, I feel you tighten yours.


Are you worried 'bout if I'll stay?
I won't let you get away
Break it down
Break it down baby
Break it down, break it down
Break it down
Break it down baby






If you'd like to experience "Break It Down Baby" by RobinElla on your own then download it here.

8 comments:

Wes said...

How come nothing like that happens to me when I do the dishes? The only I get is a wet shirt (because I splash a lot), and sore back, (because of the leaning over). I think I need to re-evaluate the way I do dishes. :)

Princess LadyBug said...

If you ever make it to Houston I'll show you how it's done. :)

Wes said...

I'm looking up airline tickets right now.... :)

Princess LadyBug said...

Woo Hoo!

*blushes*


:)

Wes said...

damn, the tickets are too much for me and my broke wallet. Will you settle for an msn chat?? :)

Princess LadyBug said...

Sure or I'm always on Yahoo. :)

Wes said...

I'm on msn if you want to add me. My email is on my profile page. :)

The Moviequill said...

that reminded me of Stop Breaking Down by The Stones off Exile.. cool song