Beyond The Sea

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IMAGINE...

Being at an old fashion dinner party.

One that was held in a large ballroom. There would be a band playing a sweet tune, and couples would be dancing about. And maybe you would be there because your parents forced you to go. You would be sitting at your dinner table. Hopelessly wishing for someone to whisk you away. And then Tom would approach you. You both would talk to each other for a few minutes. His accent like velvet to your ears. Then he would ask you to dance.

"Somewhere, beyond the sea
Somewhere waiting for me"

He'd gently take your hand in his and lightly place his other hand on your waist. You would sway together in a innocently romantic way. If he was feeling confident he would twirl you slowly into his arms and then back out. And his intentions for the night wouldn't stray farther than holding your hand because he's a gentleman.
He would think that it wasn't possible that he got a pretty girl like you to dance with him.

"We'll meet beyond the shore
We'll kiss just as before"

You'd rest your head on his shoulder and just dance the rest of the night away.


A/N: Slow dancing with Tom is my new aesthetic.

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