Oh love, so call me by my name.
Dodano: 11 MARCA 2009
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He pulled me along, sitting me on a bench beside him.
He gave me a long exasperated look before he turned to the keys.
And then his fingers flowed swiftly across the ivory, and the room was filled with a compostion so complex, so luxuriant, it was impossible to believe only one set of hands played.
I felt my chin drop, my mouth open in astonishment.
He looked at me casually, the music still surging around us without a break and winked.
xo xo S.
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