I walk into the room. The walls of glass towering high above the grand city. The skyline soaring right out my very own window. I hear a shuffling in the room. I take a couple footsteps and emerge finally out in the open. I see a person standing in the open. This person is different from the rest of every person I have ever met. This person skin has this special glow. So very beautifully colored.
I walk closer to this figure and exchanged eye contact. The intense eyes peer at me as I step closer. The figure takes a slow relaxed inhale. I see the steady of the exhale. The figure was wearing a beautifully crafted silk top. Flowing from the shoulders to the waist. The legs covered by slim fitting, blue jeans. No rips, no tears, clothing of pure perfection.
I glance at the face. The skin look so soft. So touchable. Slightly, well, shriveled but in a really good way. Eyes a beautiful deep red color, one like the everlasting cranberry fields. I watch the jaw releases slightly, I admire it's sculpted perfection.
This face shows longing. Deep, deep down a longing. A longing for me and for my love. I fall gracefully into this trap. How could I pass up on such an amazing opportunity? I need to be with this person. This beautifully sculpted, seductive person. I need to do this.
Their hand raises slightly and beckons me forward. I swiftly walk to their side of the room. When I move closer I am delighted by a sweet, fruity aroma. I quietly take a whiff and enjoy as the smell courses throughout my nose. I love everything about it.
I finally reach the figure and gaze beyond them to the stunning skyline. This is the most perfect skyline you could find on this planet. I shift my eyes to the face of my new found love. I watched as they lean closer and closer.
It seems as sparks fly once our lips meet. We begin to kiss. Slowly this kissing became making out. Soonly enough my eyes widened from a pleasant surprise. I stared into those sultry eyes for a moment. How could this be? When we were sharing our love I got this flavor. A sweet fruit, an exquisite flavor. One like the aroma that comes off of my love. It took a few moments for my mind to find an explanation.
I had made out with the most seductive of craisins.