In the cool of the night, when the city's asleep,
There's a rhythm that beckons, a promise to keep.
Let the music embrace you, in soft velvet waves,
As the warmth of the moment, our hearts gently crave.
In a dim lit café, where the whispers take flight,
With each note we wander, lost in the light.
Every twist and turn, improvising our dance,
With your hand in my hand, we’re caught in a trance.
The allure of the night, it wraps us so tight,
In the groove of the evening, we fade into right.
Like shadows of laughter, they scatter around,
But we’re lost in the moment, our smiles are profound.
With the bass in our souls, and the brass in the air,
We sway with the silence, leaving worries elsewhere.
Each solo a story, a glimpse of the divine,
In the echo of heartbeat, forever we’ll shine.
So sip on that passion, let it linger and grow,
As the stars join our anthem, putting on a show.
In this world full of chaos, just let the night roll,
With a melody sweet, we’re finding our soul.
As the dawn starts to break, painting dreams in the sky,
We promise the groove, will never say goodbye.
For in that soft whisper, a new song will bloom,
In the warmth of your laughter, there's always more room.
So take this as a token, a moment we share,
And when the music scatters, I'll always be there.
With you, I find solace, like a note that won’t fade,
Together in rhythm, our own serenade.
Jazz
scatter, groove, improv, warmth, allure