Dancing Fairy - 5SF

I couldn’t see the sky, all I could see was her, the way she moved, walked, danced; a fairy on a bed of green grass.

Her bare feet on the ground, the leaves and trees swaying her way, endowing her with a crown of their making.

It was night – I think, but I saw no moon, only her face.

The air bore sweet music and the earth reverberated underneath her dancing feet.

Several times, she looked my way with a smile on her face; and each time my heart skipped several beats. 

This week's prompt is Beauty. I had something that fit the prompt so I made minor amendments and posted it. This is for the Five-Sentence Flash Fiction Contest