They belong to JE and I just borrow. LAN
This is a response to the current challenge on Rangeman Writers for this week--write a song fic using a song with the word 'dance' in the title or song.
Long, Slow, Beautiful Dance Sounds like a scene from the silver screen Yeah, that's how it was Love doesn't always look like a picture perfect storybook Ah, but sometimes it does
He stood there on the edge of the dance floor that he just left and watched. He heard the laughter in their voices and saw the love etched in their faces. Her long dress swirling with her as the tall handsome man claimed her. His little girl was now a wife. He would love her and protect her and that was all a father could ask. It was a long, slow beautiful dance they began and Stephanie chose well.
Standing beside her the stars shined even brighter And for a moment all the world was, all the world was still I knew we belonged together the moment my eyes met hers And I thought nothing lasts forever, but maybe this one will x A deep breath and baby steps That's how the whole thing starts It's a long slow beautiful dance To the beat of a heart x The world starts to spin again, you learn things you didn't know then Feels like the bloom is off the rose But you weather a few storms and you pull out a few thorns And together the garden grows and grows x A deep breath and baby steps That's how the whole thing starts It's a long slow beautiful dance To the beat of a heart x The house is filled with so much love We got more than enough for two So we've been thinking about having a baby I know it sounds crazy, but it seems like the natural thing to do
He stood there in the doorway and watched. How could he be so lucky to have her as his wife? The day she walked into his life, everything changed. Those blue eyes captivated him. So serious one minute, so mischievous the next, he never stood a chance. Now, here they were as he watched her steps in their home. The two of them were now three. He listened to the quiet words to the bundle in her arms. "Hush, little Presley, dont say a word." He walked from his spot to join them, taking the beautiful pink baby, a mix of Stephanie and him. He rocked her in one and his other arm slipped around his wife. It was a long, slow beautiful dance they began and Ranger listened to his heart.
A deep breath and baby steps That's how the whole thing starts It's a long slow beautiful dance To the beat of a heart It's a long, slow It's a long, slow It's a long, slow
Long, Slow, Beautiful Dance by Rascal Flatts