Today I feel... I feel like dancing upon the bright moon!
Somehow my heart just felt like calling my most beautiful dress, you know... the yellow one, fairly shaped on my body, little pearls on the V-shapped neckline, a warm shape around my arms with a fallen black echarp, the dress falls on thick smooth quillings above my knees... satin black leggings... black stillettos... hair glowing with the moon, a few strands of hair loose, they fall upon my smilling cheeks gently... elegantly forming a soft bun, a small daffodil stuck in my hair... my favorite flower, how did you manage to guess?
This room is empty, I drive my fingers across my red smilling lips, aching for your arms to evolve me in passion as we dance upon the gleaming night... I take a sip of my cup of wine, the song "When You're Smiling" by Louis Armstrong plays on, I listen to the gentle notes of this magnificent piece, my feet feel like flying on the air... I think I've drank too much of this wine!
An arm, surrounds me, "Finally, you're here!" my heart and mind think, your kiss on my cheek that craddles me, you grab my glass of wine, I look into your eyes, you smile at me so gently, resting the cup on the table... I smile and you take my hand, it feels like the whole world just simply stops as we start dancing on this room... our bodies so close, dancing to the rhythm of this music, your scent, your look, the way you smile iluminates the whole room, gleaming upon my soul, breath-taking man who dances with me, I don't want this song to ever stop...
The sound of the thrumpet, feels like it's dancing with us, your breath on my neck, I lay my head on your chest, the soft linings of the suit that sooth me as I dance so close to your heart, I feel your chin warmly reclining on my head. Our movements slowing down as the music comes to an end, but still we don't stop... we can't stop, not while we hold ourselves like this, endless warm feeling as I touch your hand, your freshly shaved face still smooth as I kiss your lips, you caress my cheeks, holding me closer with your right hand on my hip... an endless desire... We dance upon the gleaming night.
Kudos and credits to Sliding-Panda for the inspiration and some coding help. Background belongs to SSDema