She reached out
To feel her way within the darkness.

The silence kept shifting
Into mirages of long-lost voices.

Still,
She was sure one sound was real.

A deep and gentle breathing,
Followed by a warm breeze.

Suddenly
The hard rock moved and shifted
As she blindly touched it.

Sensuous scales
Moved beneath her palm
Gently caressing it.

She could feel the warm breath
Gently coil around her body
Like a sleepy cat.

The dragon’s golden eyes
Slowly opened before hers.

“I was supposed to meet my love.
What are you doing here?”
She asked, surprised.

“Waiting for you, my love.”
Her deep and warm voice answered.