Sarah Vaughn*, the chanteuse, murmurs notes in your ear. But you don't really hear the song, except perhaps, its beginning and its refrain: "You Stepped Out Of A Dream"**. There are other things to pay attention to at the moment, to this object of attraction (and not too little affection), to this circulating banter (in which you also attempt to plumb the depths of desire the object might harbor for you; quite similar to that "cold-cold-hot-hot" game you played as a kid), to the dance of gestures (of hands: making a point in the air, running through the hair, alighting for the briefest moments on the most desirable locales of the face - lips, the shell of the ear; legs crossed and uncrossed, the curved ankle in a sensible open shoe tapping the heel against the floor), and to this sensation that you have woken to a dream (admit it: with that faintest residue of dread that instead of waking into a dream, whether you are still sleeping in a dark room, and watching something streak, briefly, brightly under your eye; the dread that like a touch of acid hides at the bottom of each of these wine-glassy nights). And the returning question: Is there anything more than this?

*Watch Sarah sing here **Download & listen to this song here