Encounters Unforgotten *(Daydreaming)*

I am cautiously reminded of an encounter embarked upon, not intentionally, yet without hesitance. I remember the sound of your voice; smooth deep undertones of confidence; a tone of authority, distinct. I am remembering the subtle lines and curves of your chin as you spoke. The look in your eyes; such expression, the way you threw your head back while introducing yourself, and laughing unexpectedly with such vigor in your attempt to ask me to dance. It allowed me to see you maybe at this point; at your best, not camouflaged. I am reminded of the way you directed me, softly and oh so gently leading me onto the dance floor. A song, I haven’t heard in years, “Let’s Just Kiss and Say Goodbye” by the Manhattans; Ol school and very appropriate for the mood. The way you held me, that moment forever etched in my brain. For some reason this had to be an extended version. How far would I let this go? If by chance I dared to free myself, uninhibited, simply relax. How easy it would be? I hear your voice serenading me in that warm monotone breath of yours; gently exhaling, slowly engulfing me, literally taking me away to some exotic destination.

Waterfalls pouring into pools of crisp cool, clear blue streams. An oasis shaded by desert palms, how I want to linger there with you beside me. Most encounters are often times so brief and quickly forgotten. Never wanting this one to end, still it does, the music stops, as does the dance, your arms fall to your side as you escort me back the my seat. You bend to kiss my hand and thank me for the dance. I will always remember this encounter, enchanted by thoughts of what might have been, had I dared to reach out to you. This truly was an encounter not forgotten.