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Short Story: Lovers in Sound

A Passage Titled: Lovers in Sound
the vibrant flashes of the strobe lights throw around your loose focus and you become immersed into a deep mirage of dancing silhouettes and flaring colours.  amidst this smoking chaos appears a soft hand which clinches to your arm. another hand emerges from the darkness and wraps around your waist. you turn to face that which has a lustful grasp over you.

looking up at you are a pair of deep brown eyes.  darkened and fuelled with excitement and ecstasy. the stranger bites down on her lip and smiles as the floor vibrates with the pulsations of the bands thundering instruments.  the crowd continues to jitter with excitement.  in the middle of the pit there's is much to observe but your focus is fixated on this dancing illusion of seduction with her arms around you.  an invisible spotlight allures you to her dream like presence.  she grabs your arms and holds them up with hers.  smiling and taking in her surroundings but never breaking eye contact.  the illusion becomes a reality as she twists her hips in a hypnotising groove.  her low rise jeans accentuate her hip bones which are hugged by the thin black straps of her underwear.  with each momentary interchangeable flash of colour you can make out her nipples through the thin fabrics of her tight white crop top.  offering an almost cinematic experience painted with delusional textures and bright vibrant colours.

she moves your hands down her body and around her waist.  pulling herself closer as the music intensifies. you notice her flustered cheeks in another bright flash. this time a white spotlight amplifies her presence as she leans into your chest.  licking the side of your neck.

floating with the music. another strobe light flash reflects off her belly chain and the glare transcends through to your core.  now completely immersed and encapsulated in her presence. you surrender to her enchantment.  your soul now hers and hers yours. an intertwining connection. your dance is now choreographed on the metaphysical plain of existence.

skin to skin. soul to soul.  you both delve into the illuminating internal ember of passion.  an unspoken agreement you move together in a spontaneous and harmonised motion.  further fuelling the fire.  the crowd becomes the audience and the music becomes the matching ballad to your dance.  the noise intensifies and at its crescendo everything is consumed.  the excited crowd the vibrating floors and walls. the intense band and their instruments.  until all that's left is the flashing coloured lights. and a silent industrial space.  now lost in a feverish bond of synchronised desire and mutual understanding.  you escape the destructed venue and take to the streets overlooking the midnight skies but comforted by the warmth and emitting glow of this shared internal flame.
Short Story: Lovers in Sound
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Short Story: Lovers in Sound

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