We glide across the floor, me leading and her following. I've danced all my life, I love the way I feel the floor rush beneath me, flowing under my feet with every step. I love to dance, and I love to show people that it's not just a thing for girls. it's my haven and sanctuary. Without it, I wouldn't be who I am today.
I feels as though I'm flying when I dance, I love the feeling when I look into my partners eyes or spin her with grace, it's the best feeling in the world, and I wouldn't give it up for anything.
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The boy who danced
General FictionThis is just a toss around of an idea in my head, give me your feedback and I may consider working on it more? Thanks <3
