Shimmer

It’s when you crossed your legs I noticed it first

…and I couldn’t get my eyes off since.

 

You were wearing ankle length black pants, and it was just a thin gold band. What looked like a million shimmering diamonds of a myriad shades, were suspended on that thread precariously. The tension I assumed this created, made me feel like I was walking a tightrope.

We were sitting in a couch at the office. I called you over to discuss the progress of our latest contract. You seemed agitated. I noticed you waved your hands a lot, but I couldn’t remember your facial expressions. That’s probably because I barely looked at your face, the moment you swung one leg over the other.

“Are you listening?” you asked brusquely, at some point.

“Hmm…” I murmured, vaguely. You and I both knew my mind was elsewhere.

You resumed your tirade, against lazy workmen and corrupt managers. My thoughts scattered, exactly when your anklet splayed a rainbow across the ceiling. The blinds were fluttering in the breeze, and one of the sun’s rays sneaked in and bounced off the diamonds. My heart stopped, and in that moment, I wished time did too.

The rest of the day went by in a haze. The only time I got some clarity was when I sat back on the same couch, and closed my eyes. When I replayed that moment over and over, the thousand sparkling tear-shaped drops on the ceiling. In my mind’s eye, I could summon a rainbow any time, without rain or shine.

Before you left, I managed to say “Nice anklet.” You looked at me quizzically, and left in a huff.

I forgot to mention, you have nice ankles too.

 

Via Daily Prompt: Opaque