As I walked back home, with a thousand thoughts running trough my mind, I heard the live piano sound… I had no idea what song it was… I don’t even know how I followed the sound and entered that old house… none of that matters… what really matters is that I SAW HER… she was gently touching the keys, lost in that moment of perfection… I stayed there, listening, watching, seduced… unable to move or say anything… when she stopped playing, SHE SAW ME… she didn’t ask who I was or how did I come in… she just smiled like she was waiting for me all of these years, playing… 

by Liviu Voicu 22.11.2016

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