The crisp winter air invaded my lungs

as I struggled to adjust my bag

while warming

my frozen fingertips.

The coldness bit

at my nose and cheeks

as my breath

painted the air in front of me

a frosted white.

It was then

that I first saw you.

Or heard you rather.

It was a sound

so beautiful,

so warm.

I searched to find it

and eventually saw you

with your hands wrapped around cold brass,

and your fingers delicately pressed against each key.

As my body and soul opened up to your low sounds,

I wasn't sure if it was the biting wind

or your precious tune

that ran shivers through my veins

and down my spine.

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