Big Band Kind Of Love
Gold guitar glistens
as the Sun becomes starlight;
Wordless melody
filled with a thousand glances,
overwhelmed I shade my eyes;
I hold a red rose
beneath my quivering chin;
You make me so shy;
Still, your spirit makes me hum
into a silence movement;
The refrain explodes
into a relaxed rhythm;
Sun-streaked serenades
fuel with such a slow motion
regal big band kind of love.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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