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He danced with her around the room. It was a small one, only big enough for the both of them. As he walked, he lightly spun her around. Each step met hers, their feet shadowing one another, occasionally passing through the glades of sunlight on the window. He was laughing. She was smiling. Her hair was blonde, her eyes green; his black, eyes blue. There was a certain romance to the scene, but not of the virile, chasing kind, a tranquil, more subdued longing. They fell into one another at the end, then held each other. There was no music, there didn't need to be.

Their song was their life.