Pale skin; kissed by the moon, it was. Platinum locks cup her face, cascading downwards to smooth along silk woven skin. Cheeks held little color, though it was enough to draw me in with a skip of my beating heart. Lashes, long and luxurious, veiled multi-colored eyes. Black rim holds in the pool of lavender that twinkled with aged grey.

[i][b]Mesmerizing.[/b][/i]

Her breath is mist, no matter the temperature.
[i][b]Slow...[/b][/i]
[i][b]...Entrancing[/b][/i]

Each breath breaking my heart the moment it dissipates. If only I could pause time, I could see it - ... I could see [i]/[b]her[/b]/[/i] forever.

She leans upon me, lowering her face to my own. Thin lips painted a crimson hue - the only color that popped out so vibrantly upon her - part enough just for a sigh to escape.

[i]Honeysuckle never smelled sweeter.[/i]

My hands were massive, masculine, and ready to caress. [u]I was eager to share my warmth with her.[/u]

As I reached, a single crystal tear falls from the imprisonment of course, shielding tendrils.

The very moment I touched her, [i][b]I shattered her completely.[/b][/i]

[u][i][b]Why does greed have to be so damn beautiful?[/b][/i][/u]