For a moment

Sting - Shape of My Heart (Leon)

He could hear her laughter.

He opened the door.  There she stood.  Her demure smile only intensified her beauty... the atmosphere.  Her lips... dripping... beckoning... so red.  So very red.    He had come to play... and the game was afoot.

In her pirouettes, he gentle turning so.... so very close.  With every move, every movement, she drew closer to him.  All the while beckoning him to pull closer to her. 

The inevitable contact arrived.

Heat burned through the denim as his fingers drew across her curves so supple... so divine.  The fire within him raged.  Yet...

He knew if he moved... even a fracture closer... he would be consumed in her inferno. 
...
He longed.

Everso.

To dive.  To delve.  To pierce.  To join... souls... destinies... if only for an eternal destiny ordained moment. 

She was beautiful.

Everso.

Remarkable.

Everso.

Precious.

So much more than she would ever know....

Ever.

So.

Her twist turned.  But only for a moment.