Dancing on Air
Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 11:51 pm
It was supposed to be one dance in D. Instead, they danced alone on a patch of tree-dotted grass on top of a rock floating in a place outside of time itself if everything about it was to be believed. It was only one song, shared from his iPod with two sets of ear buds and a splitter.
When the chorus came, Jacob sang it softly. He could have just been singing along, but it felt like he was singing to her.
“And you can tell everybody, this is your song.”
This is so goofy.
“It may be quite simple, but now that it’s done.”
He’s actually singing it.
“I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind, that I put down in words…”
It’s goofy…
“How wonderful life is while you’re in the world.”
I love it.
She should have known what was coming by an uncertain look in his eyes. The song ended with a nervous kiss that seemed to last forever. Even when he stepped back, Ves kept her eyes closed for that extra moment, unwilling to let go of the feeling. It was totally unexpected, like the dance itself.
It was goofy. The song was… obvious. Who wouldn’t love that song?
It was magically romantic, the song, the dance, the otherworldliness of the place, water rushing over rock to fall into open air, a bluish moon on the horizon. It was easy to imagine they were the only two people in the whole world. It swept her off her feet in a way that she imagined must happen in fairy tales.
Long after Jacob said goodnight, Ves stood on the platform gazing after him. It might have been minutes or an hour before she left for Talos and flew to the top of one of her favorite buildings. The near zero-degree air of a Rhode Island night nearing winter stung her face and burned in her lungs, taking her breath away. From the edge, she looked down towards the street, to the grass beyond, and further still to the darkness that was the ocean.
The greatest rush in the world… To leap from one of those buildings and fall earthward, waiting for just the right moment to catch yourself and soar away before you reached the ground. Three times he had kissed her, once more several minutes later and a third time as he said goodnight. She touched her lips and thought of that first kiss, the one that came from nowhere that she should have seen coming. Ves walked away from the edge, then turned around and took a running leap from the roof of the skyscraper.
She arced away from the building just after passing the top of a tree, low enough that she could brush her fingers across the frigid top of a parked car. Ves swooped back upward over the grass, and hovered in mid-air as she looked back to the roofline barely visible against a night sky.
The greatest rush in the world? She shook her head.
Not even close.
When the chorus came, Jacob sang it softly. He could have just been singing along, but it felt like he was singing to her.
“And you can tell everybody, this is your song.”
This is so goofy.
“It may be quite simple, but now that it’s done.”
He’s actually singing it.
“I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind, that I put down in words…”
It’s goofy…
“How wonderful life is while you’re in the world.”
I love it.
She should have known what was coming by an uncertain look in his eyes. The song ended with a nervous kiss that seemed to last forever. Even when he stepped back, Ves kept her eyes closed for that extra moment, unwilling to let go of the feeling. It was totally unexpected, like the dance itself.
It was goofy. The song was… obvious. Who wouldn’t love that song?
It was magically romantic, the song, the dance, the otherworldliness of the place, water rushing over rock to fall into open air, a bluish moon on the horizon. It was easy to imagine they were the only two people in the whole world. It swept her off her feet in a way that she imagined must happen in fairy tales.
Long after Jacob said goodnight, Ves stood on the platform gazing after him. It might have been minutes or an hour before she left for Talos and flew to the top of one of her favorite buildings. The near zero-degree air of a Rhode Island night nearing winter stung her face and burned in her lungs, taking her breath away. From the edge, she looked down towards the street, to the grass beyond, and further still to the darkness that was the ocean.
The greatest rush in the world… To leap from one of those buildings and fall earthward, waiting for just the right moment to catch yourself and soar away before you reached the ground. Three times he had kissed her, once more several minutes later and a third time as he said goodnight. She touched her lips and thought of that first kiss, the one that came from nowhere that she should have seen coming. Ves walked away from the edge, then turned around and took a running leap from the roof of the skyscraper.
She arced away from the building just after passing the top of a tree, low enough that she could brush her fingers across the frigid top of a parked car. Ves swooped back upward over the grass, and hovered in mid-air as she looked back to the roofline barely visible against a night sky.
The greatest rush in the world? She shook her head.
Not even close.