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jazz nightsJenny and I go into the rust colored room And begin our ritual. We start to dance around –jazz nights
Twirling with the sounds of the jazz tape.
Our bodies free, we run past each other, switching spots.
We are famous ballerinas on a stage in New York City. And in the next moment, we are the gentle branches
Of the willows, our bodies moving with the wind of the saxophone.
That rich saxophone that painted pictures in the air, And the notes of the piano danced with us. Time is gone and we are left with that jazzy voice
Which swam into my ears like a warm river to my brain.
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