shezakiller

Beautiful Night

I step outside and the warm, balmy night air is like soft black silk against my skin. A breath of wind lifts my hair and caresses my neck, giving me goosebumps. I inhale and smell the salt of the ocean in the air. The clouds part to reveal a nearly-full moon, from which a waterfall of silver-blue light pours down upon the earth. The warm, sultry air causes my clothes to cling to my skin, and suddenly I wish that I could just take them off. The night seems to have life, a spirit seductive by nature. It breathes on my skin. It whispers in my ear. My lips part in a soft sigh, and I am suddenly taken...