Eternal love

Chapter 13

   -What do you think about this one?- she asked, looking at herself in the mirror.

They were getting ready for Bob's concert, at the Gaslight Cafe. She was dressed in a navy blue, short, strapless dress, she bought recently. She looked around, but her boy was nowhere to be found.

-Bobby?- she asked loudly.

She could hear a faint sound of his guitar, coming from the living room. She quietly crossed the hall, only to stand in the doorway and look at him. He was sitting on the sofa, bent over his second lover, his fingers dancing on her strings, carresing them gently. He was in his own world, not letting reality have a hold of him. She stepped a bit closer and sat softly in front of him, on the coffee table. He played the sweetest and softest tunes and she sat there, with her eyes closed, listening to his beautiful voice. During times like this, she found she loved him even more, if it was possible. After a few endless pieces of pure art, she felt a warm hand on her knee. She opened her eyes, only to look into two deep seas of love, in front of her.

-Hi- she whispered.

-Hi- he whispered back.

She leaned in and kissed his lips, gently. He kissed back, closing his eyes and humming, quietly. She smiled. He placed his guitar next to the sofa and took Corrina in his arms, placing her in his lap, not breaking the soft kiss. He gently caressed her body, wanting to feel her warmth against himself. She broke the kiss and looked at him, with love shining in her green eyes.

-I love you, Bobby. More than anything, you know that, right?

-Of course I do. And you know, I'll never love anyone the way I love you- he smiled at her, kissing her jaw and neck.

She laughed and got up. He looked at her, confused.

-We need to hurry, you can't be late- she smiled, winking at him.

-Concert!- he jumped off the sofa and ran to the bedroom, to get changed.

She skipped after him, giggling. He quickly took off his T-shirt and threw on a green turtleneck.

-Is it cold?- he asked.

-Yeah, a little...- she smiled, coming up to him and wrapping her arms around his chest, from behind, laying her head on his shoulder.

-You look beautiful- he smiled at her in the mirror. -That dress looks good on you.

-Thanks- she kissed his cheek. -Wait for me, please. I need to put on tights.

He nodded, pecked her nose and went to the hall. He threw on his warm, trench coat and high boots. She joined him, quickly, put on her coat and boots and they went out, walking hand in hand, throught the empty streets.

   -Thank you very much! Thank you!- Bob smiled to the cheering crowd.

She sat right in front of the stage, looking at him in awe and clapping with others, smiling like mad.

-This next song, I wanna sing... Thank you! This next song, I wanna sing is dedicated to someone very special. A girl, that made my life complete. The one, that brought out a poet in me. My goddess and inspiration- he winked at Corrina.

She blushed and looked at him from behind the thick curtain of her eyelashes. The crowd whistled and he began to sing.

Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like a rose so fair
And the prettiest face and the neatest hands.
I love the grass whereon she stands
She with the wondrous hair.

Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair
Her face is something truly rare.
Oh I do love my love and so well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes.
She with the wondrous hair.

Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair
Alone, my life would be so bare.
I would sigh, I would weep,
I would never fall asleep
My love is 'way beyond compare
She with the wondrous hair.
Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair.