I was thinking it might be fun to write a love story as Valentines is nearly upon us . It could be funny , sad , romantic whatever . All you do is post a line or few each time and pick up from the previous persons post .
For example , I start with ...
The music started and everyone buzzed like bees to the floor . I sipped my drink , wondering if tonight would be the night .
I came slowly to her and look at her, she smiled at me, I could almost feel her breathing beside me and that smile which melted, I wish i could have the courage to dance with her..I sipped more wine....hehehehe
I could get drunk by the sweet smell of her even from afar...
The fireplace was crackling away to its own devices and I wondered if the fire would last through the night until I had a chance to chat with my valentine.....
I hope I have the courage to invite her to dance with me in that beautiful night, and the soft music playing, and it could go on and on as we sit down together and sipped more wine, the nights are lovely and the music is sweet, i wonder if she is also thinking that way, or I am just imagining things, ahe smiled back at me.....and I thought I was dreaming...
Tingles of excitement race up and down my spine . I find myself willing her to keep smiling and the fires to keep burning .
Is it just me or the wine I am drinking, but she slowly come to me and invited me if I can show her how to dance as I slowly shook my head to be reminded that I am not really dreaming, she was just so beautiful and sweetly smiling at me now and she came to m slowly and asked me if I can show her how to dance, I was excited and I also smiled back, Sure I said and stand up and then< Ms?? Can I dance with you and she smiled and said, Just "Call me Maita" and you?
Claudio , I breathed , taking her hand in mine , leading her to the floor . Maita , I whispered into her ear , smelling the scent of her beautiful dark hair . It is not what you know when dancing , but how you use what you know .
"Claudio,, i like your name, and I smiled at him....I gladly accepted his hands, his full hands send reverberations to my spine, it was a big hand yet it was soft and it feels good in my waist, I could also smell his perfume mixed with the expensive wine and could amlmost hear his breathing and his chest was broad, I was looking at his eyes and I could almost melt in his arms, i suppresed my excitement and ask him, where did he learn to dance, he dances smoothly and we sway to the music and with our bodies nearly intertwined, it feels good to be in his arms...
I like your name too , Maita . Her small hand fitted perfectly in mine . My hands had a mind of their own as the held her body close to mine , we moulded like we were always like this dancing together . I have always danced , I only need the music . My breathing sounded loud in my ears , my heart thumped . This girl was infectious , I was truly infected ......
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