First Movement:
I swing to the melody of your breathing.
Your eyes are jazz, and
I tango in-between your fingertips.
The music we move to is rough and earthy,
and my fingers long to twine with yours as
we begin to orchestrate our life
into a rhythm to suit us.
The jazz in your eyes romances me
and I linger in this tango
for no better reason than this;
This is life, this is music, and
this music is
life.
Second Movement:
I long to drink in the jazz
emanating from your eyes.
You play me like a saxophone,
your touch is my catalyst into this
immersion in your jazz, in your tango,
and I'll never ask for anything else.
Third Movement:
We improvise life into our music,
improvise our way through these movements.
We exchange unpolluted jazz,
and there is no static in it.
We tango on the breath of each note,
no hesitation.
and we continue until
the world is swimming in an ocean of jazz.
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