She looked beautiful. Never in all of the young mans short life had he ever seen such beauty.
          Her amber hair was lifted into a simple bun with the bangs falling over her ears, framing her gorgeous face and two bright blue eyes. The assortment of bright lights contrasted with her eyes seeming to make them glow.
          He found he could lose himself in thoose endless oceans of blue, thoose delicate amber curls. Looking at her was as if looking at perfection...
          She elegantly strode over to him each step seeming to take an eternity as he watched her graceful form move. Her simple dark green dress draped over her shoulders and torso before falling paist her waist in endless folds, appearing to make her float instead of walk. An angel was the only word he could find to describe her...and even that did not come close to how she truely looked to him.
          The soft music began too fill the air as she finnaly aproached him.
          "May I have this dance..." He bowed gracefully as he gently took her hand.She smiled then.
          Ahhh, that smile. The smile that knotted his stomach. The smile that dizzied him. The smile that always seem to make his tiny world feel right...The only thing that seemed to make his small world feel right...
          She locked fingers in the hand he now held in his own, and gently placed the other onto his shoulder. He placed his own free hand onto her lower back gently pulling her chest against his. He could feel the weakness in his knees as he felt the warmth of her body begin to flood his. Then as he ever so slightly tilted his head down he found himself staring into thoose blue depths once more, and he found his stmach knotting again. And following the beat of the music the two began to move, one foot slowly falling in place after the other. As he moved with her their bodies seemed to become one. The two forms slowly merging, following the beat of the gently playing music. The whole time their eyes never leaving one anothers.
          As the two continued to move in an elegant circle the young man found his heart beating faster and faster, as it often did when she was near. And he looked at her face and saw the smallest blush and the slightest parting of hers pink lips and he found his own face leaning closer to hers.
          He realized then and there the absolute perfection of this moment. He could feel the small warmth of her breaths against his face. He realized then just how much she meant to him. Their lips were only inches apart. He realized then he loved her...And just as there lips were about to meet....he opened his eyes and saw only the darkness of his bedroom.
          He sprung up arms sweeping in front of him in an effort, although hopless one, to catch his angel before she vanished completly. But he grasped only at air...
          It was a dream. Just a dream. He closed his eyes and asighed deeply. Only a dream....