You are an artist, a painter more precisely... And he, oh he... he is everything, he is art in its purest essence, he is the pianist who plays the melody of your heart, he is the one in whom you always think about when you make strokes on the white canvas... a statue, a poem... he is everything that fills you.

"You know?... I've been thinking... how every moment with you is a new melody that sounds on my mind...all day" Pianoman whispers, leaning on the balcony railing. That smile of his has you completely in love, the softness of his hands when they rest on the metal of the railing, and that look he gives you just takes your breath away.