Sweet, succulent smells pervade the air...until there is nothing left to take in but the desirable aroma. A subtle glow from near by candles touches the room with a feeling of home. The flames flicker and dance atop the crimson candle like the bare feet couple who embrace each other in the living room. His hand finds the small of her back and holds her close, making her feel secure. She finds his hand and holds it close to her body as he leads the way. They sway to the music as the sound of the sax so beautifully fills the tiny room. Her cotton gown sways with the curve of her body as she allows herself to get lost in his eyes. Eyes that say so much with just a stare. Her body conforms to him as they dance closer. The wooden floor creeks beneath their feet only adding to the moment. When the dance that they do so well had started, he had taken her hand like so many times before. Offered his hand to her...offering that he would be there with her. Willingly she placed her hand in his and they danced. His embrace promises to never let her go...to always keep her safe. In some way he finds her intoxicating, but has never been able to put his finger on it. Weather it is her laughter, the old familiar gleam in her eyes that seem to say she understands him or even the way she seems to fit when he holds her. He finds himself at a loss for words whenever his glance seems to cross her path.
Soft tresses fall upon her shoulders as he brushes them out of her face, and he finds to be her smiling...glowing.
Outside the busyiness of the day seems to still clamor away, but inside the feel is that of a tranquil getaway as they slow dance in their living room.
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