The Grand Piano

She was beautiful and brilliant. And she loved Beethoven and Bach and Mozart..and The Beatles...and me....

To her.

A huge room...
with ceiling high above..
The smell of old wood
casted a spell...
a weird paralysing charm.
There was a fireplace too...
maybe for show...but it was class..
and a grand piano beside.
Typical.


She was playing a tune...
the famous "fur elise"...
Beethoven...
and he sat near her..
charmed and mesmerised.
He could not move his eyes from her...
or from her fingers...
which caressed the keys of the piano...
painting music.
The dim light...old woody smell...
Fur Elise...and a soft beam of light
that fell on her through the window
made him mad,
and he knew..
she was
The Chose One.


Suddenly everything vanished...
the piano...the room..
the smell...the light
everything...
into thin air.

The room was dark,
with an old radio playing "fur elise"
and he was lying down...on a sofa..
his head tilted towards the ceiling.
There were stars...fluorescent sticker stars...
and he counted them..with the music filling his head.

He could feel the woody smell...
Her soft touch on the piano..
her smile...and the smell of "Chanel"..

and a drop rolled down.