The gramophone croons out 'What A Wonderful World' as the sea breeze wafts in through the windows. A table is set, complete with cutlery, two empty wine glasses, and two lit candles at each end - its flames flickering continuously and complementing the mellow yellow light of the room.
Two doors at both ends of the room open simultaneously, and from each a person steps forth. Surprise, apprehension, and then relief at the recognition of the other person. He steps forward, extends a dark red rose, full of life and love.
"May I have this waltz with you?"
And she curtsies.
Louis Armstrong fills the air as they waltz around the room.
Two amateurs, having no prior experience, but both having faith and trusting in each other. Silently, with no verbal communication, they turn not as two, their feet moving as one.
Eyes of warmth and hope.
And their waltz end as they leave the room together.
The last waltz.
