I can't stop watching & thinking about & crying over Belle's dance with the Beast.

It started a week ago, when I attended an exhibition called 'Disney: The Magic of Animation'.

Among many other displays, there was of course one for 'Beauty and the Beast', and as a part of it, there was a full setup playing their dance sequence on loop. Needless to say, I found myself standing in the middle of that place, staring at the screen, completely enchanted and taking in everything about it - just... being reminded of how incredibly magical and wonderful the entire thing is, for loops and loops on end.

Every day since that moment, I've been watching it over and over, and thinking about it incessantly. How she comes out from her room and descends down the first flight of stairs, golden dress gliding about, hand gently running down the barrister. The lovely way in which she smiles, then curtsies and takes Beast's arm, floating down the rest of the stairs, slightly raising one side of her gown up, smiling at him all the way down.

The way she excitedly laughs and hurries over to Beast to encourage him to dance with her (The violin there, oml). Then somehow, it steps up even more, when they enter the ballroom, her still wonderfully gliding along, holding up one side of her dress, smiling dreamily at Beast.

Belle wordlessly positioning Beast's hand to the small of her back, knowing full well how nervous he is, does so much to me. Her expression while doing so is magical, and the way she smiles up at him once they're ready to begin dancing just makes me melt. The crescendo when he begins to dance with confidence with her, along with the words 'Ever just as sure, as the Sun will rise' is so powerful.

Seeing the two of them gracefully dancing under the soft light of the chandelier is just a beautiful image. The way she elegantly extends her arms, Belle spinning in her dress, seeing it flare out wonderfully during a spin and gently wrapping around itself and her between each spin in several elegant flowing waves. The lyrics here with 'Finding you can change, learning you were wrong' have a massive personal meaning to me, and the flutes singing out as we get another close up of their faces is just about where the ugly cry begins for me.

Then, my favourite part. Belle's perfect face, dreamily and ever so happily tenderly smiling and gazing up at Beast with those perfect hazel eyes of hers, before gently and softly nestling her head slightly under his facial fur.

Sigh.....

That is the final & supreme bringer of me becoming a malleable, gooey mess of something that previously resembled a human being.

Then a few more steps as they wind down, and trail off slowly toward the terrace, arm in arm, to go and sit under the magnificently starlit sky. Beautiful.

I just... I just don't know what it is. I can't stop feeling this entire sequence with anything but incredible, intense passion. It has been a week, and I've no intention of stopping myself from breaking down over this and feeling wonderful things about it.

Oh, how I could go on...

Captivating, enchanting, ever beautiful, and just simply magic.