Into
the heart of a music man .
by Gry.
NOTE
: The song’s little part transcripted here is the lovely “Waiting for a
girl like
you”, perfomed by Foreigner, from his great “4” , © 1981.
obliviously, the “girl” was changed by “guy” … thanks.
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A
quiet afternoon… nobody’s in there…
It
was listening music, in the last room of the firehouse.
Egon thoughs
that
was the radio, but not… the sound could be heared until the lab, in
which
he was in ; he leaved his
experiments, and went to the other
place.
Entered in there, and saw Peter sit down *playing* in his
-------
keyboards,
a pretty loved song (it means his favourite) .
His voice ----
(a
very studied worked light-tenor voice) sounds inussually sweet…
In
complete silence, Egon was sat down close to him (almost in front)
and
listened…
I’ve waiting for a guy like you
to
come into my life,
I’ve
waiting for a guy like you
a
love that will survive…
“He’s playing, and singing…!” , Egon though , “singing very well, ---
his
voice sounds so nice, pretty; so sweet, so loved…”
All the things that Pete said, in the house of his old friend Frank ,
when he and the RGB were to realize a work, were true ; that he’s a
really
‘professional’ musician ; maybe he was began with this when
he
was a teenager… if his college degrees wasn’t enough, this one .
Peter
has too much many abilities that he wasn’t knew, until now :
an
abilities that Egon never had been have , and never he’ll
not
have… (Wrong : he has TOO this ones, but the stricted educa—
tion
that he was received avoided to develop this talents)…
Egon
felt that his love for Pete was grown into his heart…
…I’ve
waiting for someone new
to make me fell alive,
Yeah, waiting for a guy like you
to come into my life…
“Hi,
dear, what’s up…”, he didn’t ends , because Egon was take him
into
his arms and kissed softly, very gentle, terderly, in the mouth…
then
he took Pete’s handsome face with both hands, and asked…
“…Oh,
my God; oh, Peter, Peter… How I
could be so blind? You ---
shouldn’t be here ; you’re an artist…your real place is in a
scenario,
in front of hundred of fans, hearing you, not hunting dangerous ghosts:
it is a hard, risky, unhappy work… Why you didn’t say nothing
before,
and just stayed here…? I didn’t know that you have too much
beautiful
things saved… Why didn’t say it, Why…?”
The answer was coming…
“Because
I love you, and I want to stay with you, forever…”,that’s all…
They’re
engaged in a tender embrace ; Egon kissed him again, this time
with
passion; Peter’s emerald eyes shinned, and returned the kiss : then,
the
white-blond ran his nose by his
neck, smelling, tasting, licking his ear,
and
pourring like a cat ; Peter was trembling…he passed a hand by
the
brown-curled shoulders, cherishing and kissing his chest, pecs; by
the
waist… both partners were put their knees in the floor, continuing
their
love realization, covered by the night shadows that beginning…
It’s
late night in the firehouse…
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‘I
love you’
These
three little words makes a great difference,
because
you have been dispossed to do anything
for
love, don’t you?
Well,
that’s all I can say…
end…?
(c) 2000.