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!