Telling the story of my favorite piano piece.
The music starts to play. A young man is slowly walking down the stairs in his black leather coat with his hands in his pockets. You can see green leafs and beautiful flowers. You wonder what the young man is thinking about while he keeps walking along the path. It´s such a peaceful atmosphere. Then he starts to play the piano. You see his hands touching the keys and you start to fly. He is playing such a soft melody that it affects you immediately.
You start to dream: What if you sat there right next to him and he played that piece of music only for you… Would he lift his eyes from the keys and look at you? What would he be thinking in that precise moment of time? You´d wish you could stop breathing so as to not disturb the beautiful melody he´s playing. It would be a beautiful evening in the summer. The piano would be outside and while he is playing you close your eyes and you can hear the sea nearby. You can hear the waves touching the beach; the sand.
Then you open your eyes again and he´s still sitting there playing the piano. When the piece ends you feel like you returning from a beautiful dream. You don´t know what to say so you simply smile and look into his eyes – and he returns the admiring gaze. x