vampiregal14

She sees the wall, she feels you near, she wants you here. She smiles and walks, your eyes are set on where she stands. She sees the smile. It breaks the wall, brick by brick, it gradually falls all the way down. Her lips part and form a smile. She feels rather shy, the strand of hair, falls slowly down. Her fingers move and she sees your eyes move on her fingers. She blushes and tucks the hair, securely behind her ear. She sees your hand, it moves above that dark silky net around your face. She takes a breath, feeling relieved to see no ring, golden or silver, you're not taken. She loves the way your fingers move, brush your hair and now she