![]() JazzA Poem by AnalgesiaShe's cool fingers on ivory keys a smile as white as pearl She's tuxedos smooth as can be dark hair and a sly subtle curl She's reflections on a saxaophone a twinkle in her eye She's a synchopated smoothly spoken tone so soulfull you could die.
Improvised improbable and everytime impecable She's jazz.
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1 Review Added on March 3, 2010 Last Updated on March 3, 2010 AuthorAnalgesiaFLAboutI've settle into a routine: I'll stew in my own words for a few months, then, when there's been enough rumination I'll dispatch some sort of half cocked pile of context riddled with pretension and lov.. more..Writing
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