Scattered Dreams & Dragonflies

The girl who taught me how to dance

I woke up held by the hand. A lady with eyes darkened beige and a dash of subtle hazelnut stood before me. Her eyes hid behind subtle glass windows, held by her ears. Her hair, loose like leaves in the wind, bathed in shades of sweet caramel. Her frame warm and inviting, elegant yet petite, danced amongst covers of soft warm linen, highlighting the unbridled shine in her eyes. Her skin was a soft, warm hue, reminiscent of sun-kissed sand, her presence exuded a gentle, comforting warmth resembling the first day of summer.

I was enthralled, lost in the moment. And with it, I attempted to remember her, as the air of familiarity in her eyes slowly played tricks on me with every passing moment.

Soon, I found myself pulled forward, falling into the deep warmth of her hug. Standing still, I closed my eyes and relaxed, tucked delicately between her chest. The subtle human warmth of her skin cornered me, and I was at peace.

After considerable time, I attempted to separate, but she held onto me a while longer. Without minding, I obliged. To the sound of jovial laughing and singing, I had separated from her, greeted by a different surrounding.

Dimly lit corridors resembling that of a family gathering were upon me. Sounds of laughter and dancing, smiles all around me were intoxicating in the warmest way. Soft-colored rocky walls bathed in a creamy soft bronze adorned the space, as the barbeque smell expelled light smoke in the distance. Many instantly jumped with glee in my crosshairs, but amongst it all, my eyes still gravitated to her.

Without so much as a word, she grabbed me by the hand once more and began to dance. Just like I remembered, I quickly showed my hand. My two left feet fell on me as I attempted my flailing excuse for dancing. But I could do no wrong in her eyes. She stopped me, and with a delicate, subtle voice, she tutored me lovingly.

Then and there, I danced correctly for the first time. And as I did, I remembered who she was entirely...

"We haven't talked in years... I wonder how she's doing."