He plays his trumpet here at night
He’s always dressed in black and white…
He’s overfull with feeling life
He makes me fly, he makes me dive…
He always wants and never must
He is so young and so fast!
This night I am near the stage again…
And I can see - it’s not in vain.
He loves his trumpet like a girl.
He never looks at me at all!
He is so close and so far-
I want to catch this sparkling star!
The concert finishes at night.
I follow him , I want to fight
For single kiss and maybe more
You tired? Don’t you want me?!!
Noooooooooooooo!
A fan's nightA Poem by HelenZone more joke about musicians and not only))© 2019 HelenZ |
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2 Reviews Added on February 1, 2019 Last Updated on February 1, 2019 Tags: #jazz #joke #musicians #music #l AuthorHelenZSaint-PetersburgAboutI love poetry, write poems and lyrics , work with some jazz musicians together. more..Writing
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