Around midnight, She has a thrill ride.

It’s midnight.

Minimum notions of city breathe & dim lights wrap the town.

 

And she choked.

With eyes open, sight seeing is limited wide of ceiling – almost all dark and slight light beam striking thru off the clear looking glass.

Reflecting to what left of the world : moon and cloudy sky.

And with the help of it,

She is able to see a figure who’s on top of her.

Whom shadow cover its eyes,

but it doesn’t able to hide its gaze.

 

Swaying all way thru around.

Up and down, back and forth.

 

It is dancing. Tender moves.

With delicate swipe of skin to skin.

 

Bare and majestic.

 

But firm still,

 

give some sort of shock striking and chilling to bones.

Alerting all the nerves and mucles.

 

She is sinning to the night.

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