She gently slips out of her synthetic skin,
glowing in the shadows.
Her impious eye held him captive.
She traced against his form,
as he stood motionless before her.
Slowly swaying her hips,
to the sound of soft violin.
Moving her body to his heartbeat.
Sliding along his silhouette,
against his outline.
Feeling the edge under her hand,
Springing to the rhythm,
measured by the rapid rise and fall of his chest.
Running down like goose bumps,
along his spine.
The path became slippery, moist.
His combined with hers.
Together they danced.
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