// hope, is wonderfully messy //
She waited, hovering in anticipation; intending to be won over by the notions of Zavien ’s newfound abilities in swaying to the beat and time. Utterly delighted the moment he took her hand, guided along the open dance terrain, she laughed, spun around in elegance and refinement as he led her around particular steps. There didn’t seem to be a guided frequency or dedicated movement, more in the glide and quality of their motions – and she placed her other hand on his shoulder, giggling incessantly as they went in for another turn.
Intending to tease, and maybe amplify the course and flow, she listened to the beat pick up, quicker and swifter. “Think we could go faster?” She leaned towards him, granting another giggle, light and airy and elegant, ready to be swept around other dancers or maneuvering in between the melodies.
Intending to tease, and maybe amplify the course and flow, she listened to the beat pick up, quicker and swifter. “Think we could go faster?” She leaned towards him, granting another giggle, light and airy and elegant, ready to be swept around other dancers or maneuvering in between the melodies.
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
