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kinkfestTitle: Be Still My Heart.
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Rating: G.
Warnings: Look at the prompt. That's all the warning you get.
Word count: 134
Summary: His love turns and grace is upon her glorious step.
A/N: Fantasia: Hyacinth Hippo/Ben Ali Gator: ballet - His life was marked by the joy of the leap and the dread of the impending landing.
Be Still My Heart.
His love turns and grace is upon her glorious step: coral envies her lips and there is nothing more graceful than the shape of her waist when she bends low for an arabaresque and the his heart sings with unparalleled joy.
Music accompanies her every move. She does and échappé and he follows her, wraps around her and suns envy the pure light and joy that resides deep within her eyes. He watches her relevé and the sweet, sweet way roses had bloomed upon her cheeks and this is, he knows, the greatest joy one could ever have.
When her sautee comes, he doesn't hesitate for this is his life: what is it, after all, a bit of dread at the impending landing, when his heart remains soaring at the joy of the leap?
Author/Artist:
allira_dreamRating: G.
Warnings: Look at the prompt. That's all the warning you get.
Word count: 134
Summary: His love turns and grace is upon her glorious step.
A/N: Fantasia: Hyacinth Hippo/Ben Ali Gator: ballet - His life was marked by the joy of the leap and the dread of the impending landing.
Be Still My Heart.
His love turns and grace is upon her glorious step: coral envies her lips and there is nothing more graceful than the shape of her waist when she bends low for an arabaresque and the his heart sings with unparalleled joy.
Music accompanies her every move. She does and échappé and he follows her, wraps around her and suns envy the pure light and joy that resides deep within her eyes. He watches her relevé and the sweet, sweet way roses had bloomed upon her cheeks and this is, he knows, the greatest joy one could ever have.
When her sautee comes, he doesn't hesitate for this is his life: what is it, after all, a bit of dread at the impending landing, when his heart remains soaring at the joy of the leap?
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