AN OLD SONG

the beat knows not me,
its age hardly known,
the sax blares, ... soothing clefs rise to the awaiting air,
such a wave an aire invites,
an old man does his magic,
a fella on the chords,
a strap down to the woods that sway upon his waist run,
fingers along treasured strings,

another sits,
head dancing,
next to a loved gentle black giant,
the two buddies for ages been,
palms upon the beautiful blacks and whites,
left to right and together meet,

upon the dark space in twos bodies follow,
in clarks and plats choreograph,
under lights that flash,
in and out,
up and down,

merry is made,
an old flame ignited,
the mood is mellow,
a kiss won't miss,

such a day be magical,

in such love was classical,

the touch of an old song,
in many a throng,
only a few know.

all but the beauty,
of an old song,

goodbye

shuttered,
is all am left,
broken pieces,
everywhere scattered,
heaven knows am never perfect,
but i did best to try,
took an effort,
you never saw that,
another ass i was,
only the ride was different,
but won't mourn,
tear drops are hard to fall,
got used to the pain,
it never is about me,
just your clock that be too slow to tic,
goodbye is all i shall say,
and wait for the night to fall,
its more beautiful to watch the stars in her belly,
than remember memories of you,
goodbye,
is all i shall say,
you tore my trust,
you won't take my breath,
just another passing glance,
another morning dew death,
you be,
goodbye

missing you

still wish i could call you sugar tweety,
still wish i could rename that number,
dance like a honey bee over a flower,
wish i could jump to dreamland with a smile,
and hope you be waiting in the imagination,

can't,

my lids be heavy,
a eyes flooded,
pride can't let them shut,
a single drop,spell disaster,
yet i can never hold on,
always avoiding all the path ways i took,
that coffee bar can hardly enter,
trying to kill the memories,

vain,

secrets,
nature as yet i to teach,
to hold you captive i won't,
though i in each way,
be failure of determination,
can't stop missing you,


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