Piano

by Krazy   Mar 5, 2007


She sits there.
Watching him play the piano
listening to his soothing voice.
The day has been long
but just hearing him play that song
makes the day worth it.
She can see his reflection
on the smooth black surface
his face concentrating on the music.
His fingers gliding over the keys like a professional.
He finishes, and she gives him a round of applause.
And they just smile at each other.
Hoping he'd played it just for her.

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