Jerry Bolton Poet Free verse

After Hours Jazz

girl from Ipanema
soft and sweet
coming out of the speakers
wee hours of the morning
girl sitting beside me
on the bed
crying
she always cries to this song
ergo, that’s why I play it
still crying she takes my hand
places it where she likes it
takes the other one
places it where I like it
on her breast
softly I begin unbuttoning her blouse
she always wears a blouse
with buttons
it turns her on
I undo each one
as she cries listening to that girl
from Ipanema
soft sax
soft voice
soft and lovely
there’s no better way
to spend a night after bar-hoping

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Jaycee Cervenka March 24, 2015 at 12:35 PM Reading this makes me want the back story to the song. I'm familiar with it, but tears...hmm. Lovely sensual write, with just the right amount of tension and relaxation.

Emile Pinet February 4, 2015 at 7:54 AM The deep pool of emotion poured forth in this work almost drowns the reader in self contemplation feeling each emotion so skillfully enlisted by the author. A personal and private summation of a pleasurable moment in time. Emile.

Cherl Dunn January 31, 2015 at 7:12 PM Dear Jerry. I'm glad to say this is a wonderful read, love the flavor of it, it has a musical spice to it that makes me want to kick it down to my native dancing roots. Just had to tell you that ya hoo, it's got a great beat to it, music in the verse if I do say so myself, what inspirtational gift you have in this work, I will be back some to read more, if I didn't have to get up early I would tonight, lol cheri

Nette Onclaud January 29, 2015 at 3:00 PM I love jazz and this upbeat peace makes me want to dance, swirl through your jobim notes, jerry... sigh!.. huggs