Talk:Wight/@comment-70.139.71.66-20140915215106/@comment-25266129-20141109195721

I take her hand in my hand, and gently kiss it, never letting my eyes stray from her crimson eyes. I wordlessly wrap my other arm around her waist, and pull her close. We begin to waltz across the dance floor, soon everyone has cleared the floor to watch us dance. We do not notice for we are lost in a world of our own as we glide across the ballroom. The song ends and I lean forward,  causeing her to lean back. We just stare into each others eyes before locking our lips together. The sound of roaring applause breaks us from our isolation and we bow, our fingers interlaced.