"...the vision awaiting him stopped him in his tracks. She stood on the balcony, her back to the railing, her eyes gazing deeply at him. She looked like a heavenly apparition... a radiant silhouette with the moon behind her. She could have been a Roman goddess, enshrouded in her white terrycloth robe, the drawstring cinched tight, accentuating her slender curves. Behind her, a pale mist hung like a halo over Bernini's Triton Fountain."
A Dream fabric woven with the magic of words! Igniting!
"You can admit it! You feel a longing. I see it in your eyes. A deep, carnal hunger". She smiled. "I feel it too. And that craving is about to be satisfied".
"It is?" He felt emboldened and took a step toward her.
"Completely." She held up a room-service menu. "I ordered everything they've got!"
...and now the Enlightenment!
:) - Fantasy as a welcome change of thoughts - even if lingering for a precious few moments, away from the mechanical rut of daily chores! a brief journey down the maze of mind, fueled and imbibed by words ... liberation of sorts! Glimpses of the Free Spirit within self!
Spreads a thin mischievous smile across the lips, in-spite of the gray matter being in war with itself!
Sounds paradoxical too in a way!
