Again, your eyes. Your look
And once again, my heart speeds up your look.
not even imagine, sitting there across the stage.
My eyes fill with tears again, and give thanks for a darkened auditorium.
And although no metaphor fairly described what I felt at that moment in time I thought how it would be playing at the concert with an unusual instrument ... And I wondered if a Stradivarius violin feel the rapture of the violinist to remove this one single perfect note of your heart.
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