Velvet Nights and Smoky Dreams

• In the city where the shadows play,  
  Velvet soul in a smoky haze,  
  Blue notes weaving through the air,  
  Soft whispers in the midnight flare.  
  
  A saxophone heart beats low and sweet,  
  Dancing with the rhythms on the street,  
  Urban whispers wrap around my soul,  
  In this jazz fever, I lose control.  
  
  Lost in a haze of that velvet glow,  
  Where the saxophone sings and the echoes flow,  
  Midnight’s pulse, a tender tease,  
  Every note plays like a gentle breeze.  
  
  Twinkling lights and the moonlight’s gaze,  
  Every moment feels like a cherished praise,  
  Smoky dreams cascading like the rain,  
  Drowned in the magic, I forget my pain.  
  
  So let the music take me far away,  
  In the arms of night, forever I'll sway,  
  With a velvet heart and a fearless glide,  
  In this jazz embrace, I will abide.  
  
  As the final note fades into the night,  
  I'll hold this rhythm, I’ll hold it tight,  
  For every heartbeat carries the tune,  
  In our velvet dreams, we will always bloom.

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Velvet soul, Blue notes, Smoky dreams, Saxophone heart, Midnight rhythm, Jazz fever, Urban whisper