Lovers Waltz

Soft.

Slow.

 The musical intro begins. He wordlessly offers his hand. She takes him up on his offer, slipping her small, dainty hand into his big strong one. He guides her out onto a spot on the dance floor, their shoes lightly tapping on the polished wood as they step, her skirt flowing behind her. They stop, he places his hand on her upper back, she places hers on his shoulder, and there they wait for the intro to end, swaying slightly as they do so.

The song starts.

A simple but pretty box step. They sway and smile, then with the hand on her upper back he gently guides her to the side, causing them to travel around as they dance. A spin here. A twist there. Before they know it they're lost in the music, whirling and twirling steadily to the beat. At some points she thinks she would nearly fly away if it weren't for his strong embrace. Everyone else in the room seems to disappear as they focus only on each other. Now they are truly lost. And they love it. They move, nay, they glide around the floor as their steps flow seamlessly together. They are as one. Wheeling and spinning, their heartbeats now match the beat of the music. This dance seems to last an eternity to them, and they don't mind. They don't mind at all. For here they are happy. Here they are safe in each other's arms, smiling and laughing, their hearts filled with the joy and love only dancing can bring.

 The Lovers Waltz.