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Mar 2016
She plays "Misty"
for me
slowly
drifting into its veil
merging with waves
of minors and major-7s.
The passion of her
closed eyes
swoop and rise of brow
gentle sway
mouthing notes
playing from memory
lost in its depths
as I am in hers,

".....look at me..."
Remembering one who played for me.
"Misty" music my Errol Garner, lyrics latter added by Johnny Burke.
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