Embraced
Good and tasty dream last night starring the ur-girl, I.
We were having our 20th class reunion.
We meet up before.
She is much more friendly reminding me of our good times together. We’re touching each other, embracing, kissing, flirting. We make plans to go to the beach.
The reunion is a success. Lots of 80s. Out and away from the city. Long drive.
I disappear from the party for several hours all the time worried that I will miss her. I do. I keep waiting and hoping to get back to the reunion. I need to get back to hugging and the holding. I keep thinking of her.
She’s still as young, fresh and innocent as I remember. She hasn’t changed one bit from my memories.
I get back to the reunion which is winding down. We’re talking chatting with classmates. We’re really friendly with each other.
The morning after we’re having breakfast at a big table. I’m holding her. She’s smiling and laughing. We’re at a big table across from a classmate. The table is still a mess from the party before. You’re so far away. I think this table can move out a bit so we can slide to the middle. We move closer to our classmate all the while in an embrace, my arm around her waist and her head gently resting on my shoulder.
We’re a couple in my dream flushed with that early rush of love.
