It was woven in times past now showing its age. That which is but a shell ruptured as outside lingers within its boundaries. No longer do the footsteps of most enter upon its soiled floors.
An enduring piece least to time itself not holding on to the years as unkind in its fractured form litters the fallen carcass of wood and leather. But now upon this deceased décor lingers beauty like fresh silken roses.
Hues of brunette like the nights sky glistening in the essence of blonde radiance that shone on the features. Both entwined in the possession of each others emotions. Embraced in blissful acknowledgment of each others awareness.
They were dormant in essence but their hearts were beating within each others embrace. Love was shown as fingers were adorned with the notes of devotion, and as the essence of light permeated through they became more entwined.
Tenderness was featured on each as she clung to the repercussions of each's lust for each others needing's had taken them. Each smiled unto the others distraction and this old house that had at least lived for one more night.