Author's Note: This is my first Hunger Games fic, but I definitely thought of a new one to write. I've decided that I will be slowly making my way back into the Fanfiction world. I don't know why, but these odd ideas keep popping into my head and I just have to write them. I hope you like them. And also, thank you Haley (Haloxoxo) for keeping up with all of my stories and being a faithful reader. It means a lot to me.
Disclaimer: Disclaimed, bitches.
a moonlit dance
a kiss,
a nip,
a soft caress.
a passionate embrace,
a sway of the hips,
the seductive way she bites her lip.
a touch,
a tingle,
an intake of breath.
a hint of mint leaves,
as it mixes with a small trace of mud;
the perfume of a new, pure love.
a rhythmic movement of bodies,
a creation of a moonlit dance;
it was beautiful in itself.
Yes, this was love.
This was sort of a different writing style to me, but I wasn't sure how else to do it.
I hope you all liked my Hunger Games fanfic debut (:
I love reviews :D
-ForeverStartsTonight