"PLAY IT AGAIN SAM!"A Poem by kittyLike dominoes one writer's posting can trigger off another writers ability to compose. We inspire each other ~ hopefully! "PLAY IT AGAIN, SAM!" ~ Yesterday, once more. Play it again Sam. Play that tune again!. In a smoke fille room, midst half filled chair(s) nostalgia can surely be found there. Two lovers once sat ~ holding hands, by the flicker of candle light ***. Across the table she looked into eyes of deepest blue He held her soft and delecate hands >>> with fingers slender finished off in crimson hue. But for Sam on saxophone ~ they were alone. Moments like these you could easily clone. Slow sips of Bourbon or finest wine After au dervs ~ never intended to dine! Ambiance sets the mood for romance>>> "Just hold me closer as we dance!" "Play it again Sam, caress your Saxaphone ... for the lady wears red ~ she'll sleep alone ~ on a tear filled pillow ~ no one to call her own!" Note: Happy endings are always fine but these scensrios are the realities of time. for as I compose in woeful prose these exist ~~~~heaven knows! Created @ 7.50AM Wednesday 15th November 2017
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6 Reviews Added on November 15, 2017 Last Updated on November 15, 2017 AuthorkittyBexhill on Sea, East Sussex, United KingdomAboutMature writer. Would like to explore the possibility of posting small humble pieces on this site. Have self published and am seeking further advancement of of recent creations. more..Writing
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