In the hush of evening’s glow,
A symphony starts to flow,
Brass whispers kiss the night so sweet,
As honey drips from lovers' feet.
We drift along the silver streams,
Where shadows dance with fragile dreams,
Each note a brushstroke, bold and bright,
Painting stories 'neath a bathed moonlight.
With every measure, we lose control,
The rhythm sways like a lover's stroll,
Wrapped in the warmth of a twilight embrace,
We linger here, just lost in this place.
The echoes fade but our hearts remain,
In every coda, there’s a taste of rain,
So hold my hand and let’s just sway,
In this jazzy world, we'll never stray.
As stars align and the night unfolds,
These melodies are treasures of gold,
In the night’s embrace, we’re free to rise,
Together we drift under velvet skies.
With every sigh, the night whispers low,
In perfect harmony, we let it show,
So here we stand, where dreams take flight,
In the coda of our twilight night.
Jazz
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