Where Angels Fly

[valen]

Michael stood there watching Luxuria jump between the tables and evading the people in the bar. Her perfect body embraced by the red dress, like a rose stretching to catch the first light of the early dawn. Her pale skin was lightening the bar and Michael rubbed his eyes a few times, trying to see if this is a dream, or even a nightmare. He shook his head, but still, there she was, jumping around the bar, like a lone snowflake amidst the many drops of rain, disappearing before Michael.
Without thinking he rushed after her, shouldering people on his way, some much bigger then him, but he cared little. He just ran towards her saying, "Sorry, coming through." - And for the first time in a long time, Michael was happy, a smile could be seen on his face, from ear to ear as he was catching up with Georgia who was standing near the bar ordering drinks. Michael approached her from the rear, and guided by emotion hugged her from behind, smelling her perfect perfume and feeling the softness of her skin. Quickly did his mind caught up with his heart, "Sorry....I-....Forgive me." - Michael lowered his head in shame, "I couldn't help myself."

"Its ok Michael." - Georgia said with the most perfect voice in the world, her lips moving softly through the air and her eyes glowing in the dark. Once again Michael was dazzled, left in confusion, as he couldn't help himself but to look at her, in her eyes, like looking deep into her soul. A tortured one it was, and her eyes revealed it for all those who cared enough to read it. Finally he smiled back, revealing a face that was forgotten, "Thank you." - Michael barely managed to speak as he took her by her hand. His palms were shaking and sweating, like a young boy in love.

"Your drinks." - The bartender said and ruined a romantic moment as Georgia and Michael were looking at each other in remembrance, "Come with me." - Georgia said as she walked away towards the empty table in the rear corner, and Michael followed her holding her by her hand. He couldn't help himself to observe her, from head to toe. The beautiful red dress trembling by her each step, and her small shoes covered in dust from the dirty floor. Her skin soft as rain, and her long brown hair was even prettier then her name. She stomped through the bar to the table in the rear like an innocent girl pulling Michael with her. They sat down at the table and she took a sip of her drink. Ice cubes bashing each other in the glass, she took one ice cube in her mouth, playing with it with her tongue, "Hi." - She said to Michael and smiled with her red lips while playing with the ice cube in her mouth.

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