Alone Together, but his cold wet kiss left nothing in its wake.
It Never Entered My Mind that sparks would not fly, just two warm less lips meeting mine saying nothing sweet or meaningful.
Left me cold like the saxophone in John Coltrane’s Polka Dots And Moonbeans.
Didn’t electrify me like Miles Davis’ Summertime.
It could become a frosty habit if I see him again, but your long gone kisses are a warmth trapped permanently cause I’ve Got You Under My Skin.
Angel Eyes let me Dream a Little Dream with you for it leaves me In A Sentimental Mood.
That It Might As Well Be Spring making me shiver coming out of winters thaw.
I want to live like Chris Botti’s La Belle Dame Sans Regrets for loving and kissing you were not wrong.
Stormy Weather did not deter your warm erotic kisses to light me up from the inside out.
The Nearness Of You kept me warm on the coldest of nights when you went away.
What Is There To Say after being loved by you it was S’Wonderful.
Yes, it is true and it is most unfair that I’ve Got A Crush On You and no one else will do.
The Very Thought Of You will keep me going until the kiss of the next Blue Moon, So Let’s Face The Music And Dance into eternity for When I Fall in Love again it will be forever.
Jazzy kisses are the best.
Kiss me for as long as all these play.
Let your jazzy lips rest on mine forever.
This poem is courtesy of PANDORA’s Dinner Jazz Radio Station anything in Bold Title Capital Letters is a titled song. So go relax with some great music.