• She was tall...
    Her body a sillouette against the midnight sky.
    She was thin...
    Like a reed, she stood there,
    She was curvy...
    Her hips moved to the beat of an invisible drum.
    She beconed me forward...
    My heart skipped a beat, and I moved one leg infront of the other.
    She was inches from my face...
    Her hands on either side of my face, her pale skin cold like ice.
    She was beautiful...
    Her round red lips, eyes full of thought and dark, dark hair...
    She closed her eyes...
    I closed my too, and waited...
    She bit into my neck...
    And the rest of the world disapeared.