Free Cee Instrumental Infatuation

INSTRUMENTAL INFATURATION The piano man stopped playing when you walked in And that’s when I heard the brass begin The flautist was taken aback by your grin And then I heard the voice of a violin The drummer stumbled over his beat As I bumbled over my feet Then a sax and the trumpet came to meet And suddenly the syncopation was complete I heard the shrill of a single piccolo Played sweetly and haltingly low The mellowness of a melody began to flow As the band put on a thrilling show You were a bigger star than the guitar As the bass and bassoon began to spar The rhythm was hotter than steaming tar As you and I made our way to the bar Your sashay got an okay from the crowd And the singer’s song was not too loud Dancing with you made me so damned proud Pride born of the beauty with which you are endowed Suddenly the song was over and done As you smiled brighter than the summer’s sun The story of a song had, at once, been spun And the entire band knew I love you more than anyone © 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~