IMPROVISATION#274
AT THE SAVOY
Your scat mind
is racing with jazz
it's a bee bop's emotion
that cannot stop
its poet riffs
as you interweave
to unwind and deposit
a bottle of perfumed lotion
on the blind singer
as if in a crucible of romance
is raw emotion
when even the boy
in the Savoy corner
is able to dance on stage
making us believe
we are all in a locomotion
of a love connection
to chat and engage.
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