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his guitar is raunchy and moody and his singing voice raspy
and if I close my eyes I am in a rundown jazz bar
down and out on luck and drinking alone
drowning my sorrows in the booze and loud blues music
his name is Joe Leonard Bonamassa and he reaches my soul
he is a blues rock guitarist, singer and songwriter
and he touches all the dark places in my mind

her voice is visceral with grittiness, raw, I feel her pain
so dusty, raspy, aching, tormented with agony, real
her moody contralto deep and low reaches me
I am lost in her voice, mesmerized
gliding on the waves of  soulful blues 
her name is Beth Hart
an American blues musician and singer

put these two musicians together and you have magic
and listening to them all else fades
it is just me and them as Beth is singing 
Your Heart is as Black as Night
so sensual and deeply moving it gives me chills
and Joe is lurking in the shadows with his moody guitar
his skill with runs is perfection as he loses himself
outside it is raining in the dark night
but in this jazz bar it is hot and I am wrapped in blues
my heart scarred by a cruel lover
and my tears are falling


Random Lyrics
inspired by the song
Your Heart is as Dark As Night 
your heart is black, black, black
black as the night
your lips are sweet
your arms hold me close
your words whisper love
but it feels wrong
those whispers are lies
and if I let you, if I let you
you will take my soul
cause your heart is black, black, black
black as night
and my tears are falling, falling
cause I love you still
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May 14, 2023


Poetry/Free Verse/Joe and Beth, Together
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1547-326-14
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France

Written for the Premiere contest, Blues Artists
sponsor, Robert James Liguori, Judged 05/14/2023

First Place
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