The sweet bliss on a dark evening, the colour her dress is dipped in as it twirls in such a way, so vivid, so strong. Passion, romance. Your feelings for her, your emotions circling, her soul embedded in your chest. Her lips. So fresh, so beautiful. The lady before you, the enchantress, holds her hand out. You can't help yourself, together, her velvet skin touching you lightly, such lust.
What was controlling you, you may never know. All you will remember is her name, how it danced across your tongue like a ballerina, how she lured you into everything you've ever dreamed of. That night.
AIGHT GUESS THE COLOUR
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