≡ sweet dreams are made of these
04-28-2013, 11:35 PM
in lieu of intense humidity, the torrid, summer heat lapped at her generous flesh; caressing her svelte bodice, the smooth lineation of supple legs and slender thighs. a thin wire of golden mist wrung against her swelling frame. breath after lucid breath, tasting softly - the sun, how its ardent glow touched her lips - her cheekbones, the sweet curve of her elegant temple and beautifully sculpted eyebrows. seething against her skin, in a hot veil of smouldering calidity; she merely immersed herself in the torrential gust, feeling the breeze sliding warmly along her neckline and delicate shoulderblades. lucrecia slipped amid the woodland fringe, her eyes alight; fierce and feral. burning with a predacious, dangerously coquettish hunger. the stench of life compelled her to linger, the earth saturated in profound smells that suggested congregation, a packlife. she wove along the shadows, enticed by curiosity. her body seeped in darkness lent by the thick, forest foliage.