summer dance

Dancing slowly, her cheek against his shoulder, his arm around her waist, they waltz silently. The failing light of day shimmers golden through her hair, spilling down her tresses and warming her skin. It gilds his cheekbones and lips, leaving kisses of summer across the line of his jaw. His fingertips trace , featherlight, along the curve of her ear, slides his thumb across the satiny line of her collar bone. His hand finds rest at the base of her spine, and gently brings her closer. Her eyelashes flutter, silken sensation at his throat swept away when she sighs and settles into his embrace. The shadows of evening creep in, and they dance quietly on through the warm summer night.