Slim, black strips stretched across her bare shoulders, teased by the black wisps of her hair, untied, lying across her smooth back and perfect shoulders. A navy blue, soft, ployester skirt tied with the careless beauty of youth, wrapping itself lovingly around her waist, sleeping peacefully like a blue snake below her navel, a pool you'd die to swim in, in the dark of the night. The cloth of the skirt falling over the curves of her hip and her thighs, accentuating every rise and fall with its dark warp and weft. A long, almost invisible slit holding together the ends of her skirt, sleeping in the warm fragrance of her skin. She moves a leg and the slit comes awake, like a beautiful stream running down from her smooth thighs to her ankle, showing her endless, long legs. She sighs, the strips on her shoulders stretching, the ebony in her hair spilling over her back, the perfume in her breath lulling the world to sleep...
Wouldn't you love to fall in love?