Perceptions!verse - Spander Files

open my eyes and really look. There’s a new expression
in his eyes, the confident, knowing stare is absent, but
there’s no fear, just a startled look that turns to
something that might be wonder, as we move. We’re
dancing to music from long before I was born, music he
romanced Dru with, but right now, in the candlelight and
the fading beams of the sun, trust is re-established and I
realise that sometimes the teacher can also be taught.
The music winds slowly to a close and, as the last beat of
the bass echoes and dies, we stand chest to chest and
nose to nose and after all the madness of the hours
before, there’s no need for words. It’s strange, but right
now, after the pain and the worry and the hurt, I’ve
finally found my perfect moment, my perfect world. The
mattress is dirty and the sun has disappeared, leaving the
darkness to ooze from the corners, but it doesn’t matter.
Drusilla may have danced a tango in the shadows of
Buenos Aires, but it’s our dance now and once learned,
no one is going to get between us again.
A/N
When I was writing this I was listening to a brilliant
album by The Gotan Project called La Revancha Del
Tango, and especially to my very favourite track Santa
Maria (Del Buen Ayre) It really is worth checking out.