Cold Case: Dance (Jazz-Kissed Moonshine Remix) (Billie/Rose | K | 100w)
[ Billie (Paige) Ducette/Rose Collins | K | 100w | 2007-07-02 | Mirror ]
Light’s low, and she’s got her girl’s hand; it’s all she needs.
Author’s Notes: Written for remixthedrabble; remix of Five Times Billie and Rose Kissed by theswearingkind.
Dance (Jazz-Kissed Moonshine Remix)
Jazz floated fairy-dust soft; her hands fit curve-perfect into Rose’s. Threads, silver and fine / dance with me, honey sweet, wear those soles through. They do, hips swaying, feet tangling on purpose.
Cinderella’s tale winds down / pumpkin comes a-callin’. She dropped her girl off at her doorstep, tipping her hat like the gentleman Rose made her want to be.
“Night, dollface.”
But at the threshold, gate in her fingers, Rose ran up behind her, pressing a kiss into the place where her jaw and cheek met.
Moonshine on your lips, on your fingertips. / Baby, they’ll never stop us dancing.
Light’s low, and she’s got her girl’s hand; it’s all she needs.
Author’s Notes: Written for remixthedrabble; remix of Five Times Billie and Rose Kissed by theswearingkind.
Dance (Jazz-Kissed Moonshine Remix)
Jazz floated fairy-dust soft; her hands fit curve-perfect into Rose’s. Threads, silver and fine / dance with me, honey sweet, wear those soles through. They do, hips swaying, feet tangling on purpose.
Cinderella’s tale winds down / pumpkin comes a-callin’. She dropped her girl off at her doorstep, tipping her hat like the gentleman Rose made her want to be.
“Night, dollface.”
But at the threshold, gate in her fingers, Rose ran up behind her, pressing a kiss into the place where her jaw and cheek met.
Moonshine on your lips, on your fingertips. / Baby, they’ll never stop us dancing.