A Summer Night
The open window lets the sounds of the night in. Summer smells fill up the room, illuminated by candles and a corner low light. A soulful song can be heard, a heavy blues painting the scene with melancholic feelings. The warm air moves gently with the summer breeze.
She turns. He crystal eyes locked on you.
You catch her reflexion in the mirror. Unable to move, you are locked on that image. Such a simplicity in her beauty. Such perfection. You can’t do anything. You are locked, there… This summer night, the world dissapears.
As the candle flames dance, shades play in her face. Slowly her face gets lit by the corner lamp. Bit by bit her true beauty is revealed. A sense of peace and longing overtakes you. You can’t move. You don’t want to move. Caught under her spell.
A new song fills the air. Bringing sounds of a distant beach. Of a full moon by the ocean.
She moves closer.
Her full body uncovered now. Again, the simplicity of her impossible beauty. Her skin, shiny with the night’s warmth. Your eyes follow her curves — inch by inch, until you are locked on her lips.
As the music’s Spanish guitar gets stronger, she looks away…
Getting closer to her, your lips begin to move. But no sound comes out. She moves her head, enough for you to see her eyes. She is staring at you. Lips slightly appart. The sound of sheets under her naked skin is sweet, subtle and hypnotic.
The blues begins again. The sudden breeze blows the candles off.
You turn. You find her laying on her back. Looking intensely at you.
Those eyes. Those lips. Her body… Those hands… Shiny with the heat in the air. A prelude to the passion that will come. Her perfection is both irresistible and impossible. You can’t stop, you begin to move closer, and closer until you are inches from her. You can feel her breathing next to you.
You have waited for this. You have dreamed of this.
As the Spanish guitar begins again, as the images of long forgotten waves and a beach under the moonlight fills the air… You lose yourself in her.