The little man couldn't help but position his arms up as if he were standing at the podium with his arms as conductors. He closed his eyes, her voice peeling out from those strong vocals. It rushed through him like blood, lips quivering as he mouthed along with her. It may have been years but it was still clear as a bright blue sky in his mind.
Oh she was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. It brought a tear to his eye. His arms continued to sway and manifest the invisible orchestra that was carrying on with her.