Waltzing. You mean how you'll fit your arm along mine, all the way from my elbow to my shoulder, so that every move I make carries you naturally along with me? How good form will have you with your head tilted back and away, but you won't want to because you'll want nothing more than to steal glances back toward my face instead? How it'll remind you how I'm taller, how pleasant and natural it will be to have you every step a mirror of mine, however I lead?
You can't waltz unless you put your movements entirely in my hands first. You don't lead, you don't take initiative. You entrust yourself to the way I guide you, in my time and my discretion.
The thought of that club dance is thrilling, but earlier you were speaking of anticipation — and there's no anticipation quite like dancing a waltz, because it gives only what it allows and nothing more.
You clearly have a difference in mind. Tell me. Because from where I'm standing, getting lost in you and getting lost in reality don't seem mutually exclusive - or at least, they won't in a month or so.
and now i'm done
But no.
No.
You chose a frankly horrid set of lyrics instead.
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I just sprouted a tail, I hope you realize.
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But I'm flustered enough to have one, if it were, and thank you for asking.
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You can't waltz unless you put your movements entirely in my hands first. You don't lead, you don't take initiative. You entrust yourself to the way I guide you, in my time and my discretion.
The thought of that club dance is thrilling, but earlier you were speaking of anticipation — and there's no anticipation quite like dancing a waltz, because it gives only what it allows and nothing more.
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I'm going to end up not just anticipatory, but entirely distracted when I go back to those catacombs.
That isn't an invitation to stop. I'm simply telling you.
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Don't get careless at a time when I'm not close by to rescue you.
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(And you didn't rescue me, we worked together. Don't get smug).
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Do you want to get lost in me, Rosalind?
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If nothing else, I should think my text earlier more than proved that.
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When I'm close I'd much prefer you get lost in reality, instead.
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