<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic">He clapped when she was finished.<br/>So happy for what he was able to witness.<br/>But then she asked him how it was.<br/>And he chuckled just a bit to himself.<br/><br/><br/>“That was for you.”<br/><br/>That smile was bright, she could even feel it.<br/>His eyes were lit up like on Christmas morning.<br/>Impressed was written on his face and woven into every word that tumbled past his lips.<br/>He watched the story, he actually knew the story she told.<br/>It was tragic, heart breaking and something akin to himself.<br/><br/>“How was it for you?”<br/><br/>His head canted just a touch to the right.<br/>She had to do something for her.<br/>He wasn't anyone important, just an artist.<br/>She was the most important person in the world.<br/>To herself, at least and to him.<br/>His muse was his reason for getting up.<br/>He travels the world hunting for it.<br/>Sometimes it is a place, others its a time.<br/>Here it was a person that he was supposed to find.<br/>This blind dancer who truly didn't know her talent. <br/>That is why he was here.<br/>His reason, the reason...to help her.</span></div>