Hanging With the Moon
Hanging With The Moon
Moving to the deep hollow
rhythm of the double bass
coupled the with
dance of the piano keys
and the slow cadence of the guitar strum.
This Master of Jazz carries me away,
off to an old flowing riverboat,
cruising off into the sunset,
taking my restless feet with it,
so I can hang with the Moon,
for a while.
JAZZ
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