I had closed the door upon my wounded heart
and I wouldn't let anyone in
I had trusted and loved only often to be hurt
but was determined it would never happen again!

I then locked that door and took that old rusty key
and flung it as long and as far as I could
this time it was different I wouldn’t give in
For my heart was at last closed for good!

Then one winter day you entered my life
And I realized my heart had been lifted
That tiny little key that I had hurled hard away
Was just seconds from being re-gifted!

It was at this moment when you held out your hand
there was only one thing I could possibly do
a smile crossed my lips…it was then that I knew
That the key to my heart… it was you!

Jazz…

Spontaneous! Unique!
You are certainly one of a kind…
The notes you play caress my heart…
Your words, they fill my mind.

Alto…Baritone…Upright Bass…
Your voice is an instrument…
My soul must embrace.

Pizzicato… crescendo…
Feel the rhythms sway us to and fro
Your eyes can say with just one glance
All that my heart will need to know

Profundo…staccato…
Why must this symphony come to an end?
So we may return once more to the notes we played
And perfect our love again!

Bravo?
Encore?
La Fine!