"May I have this Dance?"
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The Gentle Hand
By: Ava Arasan
The sun is peeking around the clouds,
the flowers are beginning to bloom,
looking up one can finally see
the fullness of the moon,
the wind shakes softly in the trees,
cherry blossoms drift
on a flitting little breeze,
birds, they sing their chirping noise,
and from below we hear their voice,
smooth waves roll along the sea,
on their way to wherever they may be,
spring has arrived,
giving life a new chance,
reaching out its gentle hand,
"May I have this dance?"
May I have this dance?
By: Morgan G
“I’m sure he’ll be here soon, Oce.”
I look up to see Rain standing in front of me, her masquerade mask on her head. She still had bright blue streaks in her black hair, but she had added sparkily silver dust that matched her dress; just for the occasion: a party. Not just any party, a masquerade party thrown by our new friend, Princess Amina.
Rain and I had both been invited, along with a note telling us to bring a date. I didn’t know where her girlfriend was, but I had seen her earlier and the two looked perfect together. Meanwhile, my own date was nowhere to be seen.
“Yeah...I’m sure.” I force a smile onto my face.
She moves to sit in the chair next to me, but she suddenly stops, standing there with one hand on the chair. I follow her gaze to see a guy heading towards us, wearing a dark turquoise suit and matching mask that covered the top half of his face.
“Told you,” Rain says to me, before slipping away into the crowd.
The guy stops in front of me and offers his hand. When he smiled, his lips went up slightly higher on his left, and I instantly knew who was underneath that mask. Landon, with his sandy-coloured hair that I loved so much.
“May I have this dance?”
I place my hand in his before he can see the light blush coming to my face. He pulls me up out of my chair and leads me onto the dance floor, which is already quickly filling up with couples slow-dancing to the music.
My hands find their way to his shoulders almost immediately, as if they knew what to do even before my brain did. We begin to slowly sway to the slow music from the orchestra.
“I’m sorry for being late, I was...preparing something for tonight.”
“Tonight? You mean, after the party?”
Landon nods, “I may have pulled some strings to get access to a certain lighthouse to see the sunset.”
Oh my gosh. He didn’t…he couldn’t have!
“Landon...thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me.”
He smiled again, and it made his whole face light up. I never want this moment to end.