Here in the dark
Often will I
Listen to crazy notes
Crazy, jazz-filled notes, that can
Move my mind
Stir my soul
As they work their magic
Through the ending of the day
And do you hear?
That music too
Is it in someway shared
How I'd love those notes to speak
To you and I
Both together
Holding each other close
In sweet surrender to love
And as I see
In my minds eye
The dazzling, shining, bright
Reflections of brass, I feel
That we are both
Caught in a whirl
As crazy as these notes
That fill the air with sound
And as the tune
Plays on and on
So too I hope will ours
A never ending jazz piece
Written for us
In its own style
And boldly played some day
So the whole wide world can hear
About the love
Between us both
That's crazy and heartfelt
As are all these jazz-filled notes.
- Author: dbremner ( Offline)
- Published: December 15th, 2010 12:45
- Category: Love
- Views: 24
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Comments1
Wow. I like this piece! It is different, kinda like the jazz that swirls through it. It is cool. I love how you drew the scenes poetically....and it is so romantic! Made me smile.
Thank you so very much.
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