He became jazz as I watched
the lights dimming down in that cozy Barrio bar.
The room filled with bohemian lovers,
seeking transcendence through the tune of a saxophone.
As the notes, filled my spirits….in that instance
…..he became jazz.

The past was forgotten,
its pain diminished as the pianist displayed his love affair with a keyboard
every note became love enraptured in infinite compassion
and in that instance….
        …..he became jazz!

The drums brought back the excitement with every tun, tun, papa, pa, tun, tu, papa, pa!
Passion was revived, obliterating the hate from our painful past.
That night under the dim lights of a cozy Barrio bar,
in a room filled with bohemian lovers seeking to transcend to a place they've  never been to…….

We became JAZZ!!!!
tutirutitutirutitu.

LeydisProse
2008
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