Roscivs and I played violin together when we met. I didn't hear or see him play piano until later.
He was at Aunt Wanda's when I saw him play piano for the first time. He played Bach's Gigue from Partita no. 1. This is a piece where the hands cross over each other a lot. His hands were so attractive.
He didn't play it too fast. His tempo was heartbeat perfect.
He bought a keyboard for us as a surprise gift for the one year anniversary of us getting engaged, and straight away I asked him to play the Gigue for me (although I didn't know it by that name; I called it "the hand cross-over piece" and after he died I had to use this phrase to find a recording of the piece). I took motion-blurred pictures of his hands. I still have them ... in my mind.
I can see him when I hear it.
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