In a smoky room where shadows play,
A rhythmic brush of notes begins to sway,
With a smooth glide, the piano takes the lead,
Dancing softly as the stars concede.
Warm keys whisper secrets of the past,
Floating sounds, a spell that’s meant to last,
Timeless jazz wrapping ‘round like a dream,
Echoed tones flowing like a silver stream.
Each jazzy heart beats to the same refrain,
Melodies uniting joy and sweet pain,
Colliding thoughts in a melodic embrace,
Finding solace in this sacred space.
The brass comes in, a sultry serenade,
Lifting spirits high where worries fade,
With every riff, we're lost in the allure,
In the rhythm, we find a way to endure.
Through the midnight air, the music will roam,
Creating magic, feeling so at home,
In every pause, in every sigh,
The night sings softly, letting hearts fly.
As the final note lingers in the air,
We know this moment was beyond compare,
So let the echoes of tonight reframe,
For in this jazz, we find our love’s true name.
Jazz
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