by Impresse

Last night, 
you felt like jazz.
Ur fingertips improvised complicated vamps & rifts in the key of ecstasy.
U made my heart beat in swing,
keeping Count with ur kisses like Basie.

I tasted ur composition
on my lips.
U wrote 8 bars of a love song on my tongue
with no lyrics;
because we were speechless.

With the moon as our witness,
the stars danced to our rhythm.
And the night wind tried to mimic our emotion,
but it was encoded like;
"Ski bi di bi di do bap do
Do bam do" ...

U harmonized 
with my bass line
& my treble clef trembled 
from the tempo of your percussion.
Made me wanna blow 
ur trumpet 
like Miles, 
as in Davis.

let's press last night's soulful memory in vinyl.
then, we can replay it on an old turntable;
or maybe
download it digitally 
onto an ITune 
& put it on repeat.
And we can hum our melody whenever we wanna remember JAZZ...

Jazz by Impresse

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