Words As A Jazzy BreezeA Poem by redzone....jazz played in my m9nd...WORDS AS A JAZZY BREEZE Words often remind me of a spring day- sunny, sassy with a jazzy breeze that gives your hair reason to be wild and free. Your words caress, run teasingly over my lips like a smooth yet energetic, Pinot Noir and goes skipping through my head. Words, they follow me everywhere as I listen, give you time to arrange them in my mind. They are a puzzle to unwind, I taste their surprises for their contours and how they fit, oddly at times. They provide detours or distractions, but bring me to delicious abstractions. They bring me to thoughts; my thoughts, your thoughts, or more- conversations. Words often remind me of a spring day- sunny and sassy with that wild hair, jazzy breeze. They remind me of conversations under a shade tree; a verbal picnic overlooking a rolling hill and holding hands. Touching, savoring, enjoying words thoughts conversation, all coming easily on a sassy, sunny spring breeze. ~~redzone 7.3.07 © 2014 redzoneAuthor's Note
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