In the cool of dusk, we let the night unfold,
With whispers soft, and stories never told.
Feel the rhythm sway, like shadows in the street,
As our souls collide in a jazz-inspired beat.
Oh, the moonlight dances, casting dreams upon the floor,
While the saxophone croons just a little bit more.
Each note a serenade, sweet and divine,
Painting colors in the air, like a fine vintage wine.
With your hand in mine, let the world fade away,
In this twilight hush, there's no need to say,
We've got a melody that rings in our hearts,
An improvisation, where the magic starts.
Take a breath, let it flow, in this mellow embrace,
Every heartbeat syncs to the music we chase.
When the evening wraps us in its warm, gentle sigh,
We'll find our own rhythm right beneath the sky.
The laughter hangs lightly, as the stars start to gleam,
Lost in the moment, caught in a dream.
Our voices like whispers, flowing soft and slow,
In this jazz-filled serenade, let our true selves show.
So as the night deepens and the shadows grow long,
We'll navigate this passion, singing our song.
In the calm of the dusk, where our spirits unite,
We’ll forever remember this cool, soulful night.
With every last note, let the silence descend,
A sweet improvised serenade that never must end.
Jazz
improv, serenade, dusk, soul, cool