This narrative tells the story of two lovers through my eyes as a dancer and admirer of music, particularly 90’s R&B. I hope you enjoy and feedback as well as constructive criticism is always welcome!
So young in the beginning, she politely accepted his hand as he asked her to dance. As he led her to the dance floor, she thought, “I’m not his type”. The music was so soft but yet alluring. Something different about him, she thought. His confidence made her head twirl and her imagination tip toed into the future, a soft bourree’ into places in her mind she would not dare share with anyone, for certain not him. Would she dare dream that he is the ONE?
The music sped up and became a bit louder as the song transitioned into a conscious hip hop beat, making the young couples’ hearts saute with delight, and as the tempo slowed into “Baby I’m Yours” by Shai, they realized they were drawn in very closely by an irresistible force, into a lover’s embrace. Her head finding a niche to rest on his chest as she studied his heartbeat. She liked that rhythm. All others on the dance floor faded away into faceless characters as the two held each other as if already a pair, both silently hoping that the DJ would play another song like this one. I need more time, he thought. But she went with the rhythm of the new song and encouraged him to do the same as she flirted with him through the movement of her hips, although subtle and a bit shy and unassured. She didn’t want to be hurt again. Could she be the ONE, he thought?
