Julia

Our laughter joined the music of the air as we danced. Through my devil’s mask I watched her spin upon my hand, her jet black ball gown dotted with blood drop jewels caught the air and fanned out with such beauty. I can’t tell you how she looked, shadows encased her like a second skin, her simple red masquerade mask hid her eyes even though I could feel them staring at me.  I stopped the spin, slipped my arm around her waist and dipped her to the floor. Her spine arched and I couldn't resist taking in the contours of her body. I leaned in close and felt my dance partner let out a shudder and a gasp as my lips brushed her neck. The music died away and the fires of the dance floor roared with desire
“let’s dance through hell darling, and waltz through life”