|Waiting For The Dawn
Author: ModernScribe PM
When he found fire. Center Stage 2 story.Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Drama - Words: 409 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Published: 08-04-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5276338
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Disclaimer: I am as likely the owner of this film as I am a ballerina and as my sister will vouch for me, I am definitely not a ballerina.
Spoilers: Major subtle spoilers for pretty much the whole movie. You could conceivably read it without having seen the film, but some of it might go over your head.
Warning: Severe mushiness and drama alert! Like you'll need a shovel to get through this.
Waiting For The Dawn
From the moment we first held hands, I knew I had found my fire for she was my sun, the center of my universe.
Dancing with her, I was invincible. I could do anything with her in my arms.
I lifted her to the heavens and I could swear I was already there.
With every sauté I flew and every saut de basque I floated.
I was her Sistine Chapel and she was my Michelangelo, just as I was her Da Vinci and she was my Mona Lisa.
She was more than my partner; she was my sun.
My other partner--the one my teacher assigned to me--never knew that as I lifted her, I pictured another's face.
The empty walls of placid gray would melt and fade, becoming walls of brick and steel.
That was my true home and my true heart.
I lived for the night when my sun would be mine.
During the day, I danced.
During the night, I flew.
There she was above me, smiling that perfect smile, glowing that perfect glow.
She was the definition of beauty, the image of perfection.
She was Aphrodite in mortal form; my goddess through and through.
At night as she lay sleeping, I'd look down upon her flawless skin.
I'd watch her sleep and I could swear that she had no mortal match.
Through rose-colored eyes I watched her and in black clothes I let her go.
My sun hid behind the clouds and the world seemed darker for it.
But as it sets, so doth it rise.
So here I stand, waiting for the dawn.
A/N: It really irritated me that there were no Center Stage 2 fanfics here, so I decided to write my own. Usually I'd write a poem, but nothing was coming to me. I kind of got a little poetic towards the end though, I suppose. What can I say; prose has never really been my thing.