TITLE: Carry On Dancing
AUTHOR: Ben is Glory
RATING: PG
DISCLAIMER: J-O-S-S. The refrain is from "Carry On Dancing" by Savage Garden.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well, I've been permanently attached to my SG CD lately, and this song as well. I thought up a concept, and voila! Out came this fic. It's a drabble (100 words). Er… that's all. Special thanks to Lauren, who is the coolest and always reads my stuff, as well as Ann because she's a rawkin Spuffy shipper.
FEEDBACK: Reviews are god :)
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"I could have danced all night with that one."
"You think we're dancing?"
"That's all we've ever done."
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The world was their ballroom, and they were on the floor.
Music was unnecessary, just a mere accompaniment. Heroes made their own.
They moved as one. Graceful, flawless, and beautiful.
A tiny step here, a sway there. Lost in the passion, the pair forgot all else.
A hand made its way to her cheek, a touch so gentle it was barely felt.
And as they danced, she looked into his eyes. Silently whispered, "I love you."
The world was crumbling around them, but Buffy and Spike were numb to the scene.
Carry on, keep romancing. Carry on, carry on dancing.