Ballroom dancing (Writing Sample)

The music began suddenly, he grabbed my hand firmly as we began to waltz. Spinning and circles and shuffling our feet to the slow, rhythmic music. It was paradise, but even so more when our eyes met.

His eyes were a warm chocolate color, they caused my knees to buckle, and my lips to quiver slightly. He slightly narrowed his eyes, and let out a small chuckle. The man leaned down to kiss me, just a peck; that peck was enough to take away all my breath.

 It was over almost suddenly, he pulled his face away from mine and the music changed. Our paces quickened, and it was hard to keep up with this quick, flowing steps. My dress was getting in the way and my heels making my steps clumsy, or maybe it was just because I was with him that I was clumsy.

He noticed my discomfort, and chanced his stance to make it easier to me to follow. His grip tightened on my hand as he gave it a comforting squeeze, it made my heart skip a beat.  

Suddenly, the music changed it's pace again, this time a very slow and relaxing song. He smirked at me slightly, and pulled my body closer to his. Of course, I would have done this willingly. I could feel my cheeks burning, and knew I was blushing on the outside. His smile only grew bigger.

We danced together, our bodies close; with his hand still grasping mine. This was perfect, I was with the one I loved. It felt like the song lasted forever, yet I never tired from it. The sound of the music went even slower, the lights slowly fading.

He dropped my hand, and before I had time to frown he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my body even closer to him. His kind, smiling face met mine and I felt his sweet, warm breath on my face. Our lips met and we kissed.

After what felt like eternity, he pulled away from the kiss and whispered in my ear, "My sweet Isabell, how I love you so."