secrets he is always ready to share with her. He is singing and his voice touches her soul deeply, makes her remember all the best moments of her life, all the people who used to share those moments with her… His voice is getting quieter and quieter, she is falling asleep, he is putting a dark red rose near her and…he is leaving… He is neither lover nor husband, neither friend nor brother - he is just a Man…
It's a dream of mine, I saw it last night and in the morning I found a red rose on my pillow…that's strange...