Jazzy Hearts

Left to their own improvisation They swirl around each other In search of the perfect melody One they'll be in sync with every sway A rhythm so smooth and soothing Love the main instrument of their music A finely tuned sax creating luscious sensations, Echoing in every fiber of their musical being Occasionally trading-off, to listen to each other's beats Quietly going on wild adventures of call and response Albeit, they always find their way back to the melody Affectionately falling into a silent contrapuntal rhythm The jazzy hearts dance to the music of love.