
My mind's veiled in blackMy burning mindMy mind's veiled in black7 hours ago in Free Verse
in this warm summer night
is veiled in black,
while your image moves,
dancing so sinuous, temptress
in my fantasy of crystal...

BBC Sherlock, fanfic, The Ballet dancer,The Swan 2Standing up I walk to the hall for the second part of the ballet. Sherlock closely follows me. I walk into the hall flexing myself through the crowd that are trying to get to their seats. I turn and fix my eyes on Mrs Hudson. She smiles lightly looking up at Sherlock. He smiles back happily letting her pass him. As we settle in our seats the light dims and I feel the atmosphere grow silent. All that can be heard is the silent whispers throughout the echoing hall. The curtain rises slowly. A white figure appears flexing in the soft rhythm of the slow music. I glance at Sherlock. He's constant smile at the appearing white figure causes me to smile lightly. I turn again and watch the delicate white swan dance.BBC Sherlock, fanfic, The Ballet dancer,The Swan 27 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Leaning back into my seat my smile never wearing of my face for one second I breathe deep exhaling slowly as she turns to the crowd. I could see her eyes trailing over the crowd slowly as she begins to move again turning to the left. Twirling around as the white sil