Heart

Ok Boss..I tried the 10 minute thingy again
So here's Heart Ver2.

Heart.

He stood before it, at the very edge.
His eyes gleamed as they partook the beautiful sight.
It never failed to leave him breathless.
The polished lacquered wood that reflected his image.
Keys of ebony black and yellowed ivory.
“It has been a while old boy”, He chucked under his breath.

He paused and gave a deep wistful sigh.
Then, running his fingers down the keys.
To the one right at the very end.
Then back he went slowly.
One note.
By one note.
By one note, hearing it.
Feeling it.

He moved towards the centre where the stool stood and sat on it with deliberate style if one might put it such.
To his delight the height of the stool was adjusted just right.

There was no time to waste.
He had waited long enough.
The strains of Greensleeves filled the room enchanting him, next was a mesh of Chopin’s then Beethoven’s.
Then what tune came to mind he just played.
Where his fingers brought him to.
He played.
And he knew them all by heart.

He was good and he knew it.
His hair fell to the front and covered his eyes.
But it did not matter. They were closed in deep concentration.
His lips were slightly parted.
Then at a cadence he ended.
Smiled and opened his eyes.
He stood up, gave a slight bow to the other man in the room, winked and left.
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Steinbach bowed back; to the retreating figure in his Vet. Uniform.

With his decorated hollow sleeves flopping in the wind.