Last Nights Dream

The air was warm and misty. The smell of incence lingered in the air as it did on the tounge and over the bodies. Limbs intwined on the paded floor. Colours of deep blue, light pinks ,red and lusty purple all strung with clear beads. Small flowing tops and skirts made of thin silk lightly cling to sweat laced bodies.The red tent throughing bloody light on the walls, floor ,stage ,and refecting off the pale skin of one of the three women.Hers slowly dancing on the stage. Wet black curls pealing from the skin,lightly dripping down. The others intwinded on the floor as the curtin opened. Beads jinggled as bells bounceing against skin as her hips sway. Purple and blue fabric climb up incasing the other segment of the triligy. Black silk merging with purple and blue once again intwining on the floor. Once again resting in the haze.