Serena Lounge

دلى فوق كتفيها، أنفها صغير يطل فوق فاه ذو شفتين بارزتين، تتحضر للعرض و في عيناها الملونتان بريق يعزز ثقتها بنفسها و يلهب قلبه المشتعل. فقد كان يصف ولعه بها و عشقه لها كاختلاط طعمات الشوكولا بحلوها و مرها عند اول تذوق لها...
يراها خلف البيانو تعزف بشغف لتبهر سامعيها وتأسرهم بنفسها...
سيرينا لم تكن فتاة عادية، فعلاقة شغفها، عشقها وولعها بالبيانو وصفت بالمرضية...
هي التي حاكت النجوم بألحانها و لمعت اللآلئ على اوتارها، احبته و لكن...
سيرينا بقيت اسما" لتسطع نجما" وتصبح مصدر وحي له، فكان اسمها يتردد كهوس في حياته ليصبح مشروع غد. Calm at times, like the colours of her musical instrument and agitated at others like the flame she lit in his soul and then drenched it into a world where she’s the queen. It's Serena, a lover of herself, a friend of the tunes dancing along with her white dress. She loved him but ... Her obsession with her music and her beauty which drew inspiration of purity from the angels and silkiness from the earth, was stronger ... He used to observe her, sitting in front of the mirror, with her long hair hanging over her shoulders. Her small nose overlooked a mouth with prominent lips. She would be preparing for the show and in her coloured eyes a glitter would enhance her self-confidence and inflame his flared heart. He used to compare his passion and love for her to the marriage of bitter and sweet chocolate at first taste ...

He sees her behind the piano playing passionately, fascinating and capturing her public into her world ... Serena was no ordinary girl. The relationship of passion, love and adoration to her piano was pathological ...
She, who mimicked the stars with her melody and shimmered the pearls with her chords, she loved him but...
Serena remained a name, shined like a star and became a source of inspiration to him. It was an obsession in his life that became tomorrow’s project