Smooth over the curves of her body, reflecting the moons glow as it shines down through the window of her bedroom.
The moons glow turns into a playful river of silver light as it swirls over the landscape of the night, her night.
With a cat demure she stretches her full length, a slow gasping of the air as her muscles uncoil and flex.
Her back, arms and legs curving in a contortionist ballet of beauty and agony.
A gasp of air and she is finished.
Her body springs back and curls into a ball of satisfaction.
A giggle escapes from deep within as her eyes peer over her shoulder and sees you watching.
Wild hair hides her smile as she drifts off back to sleep.