You remind me of a jazz song
you remind me of a jazz song
something sweet like Coltrane or Davis or Wes Montgomery
a ballad that floats across the stage so airily and dances between my ears and when
you open your mouth the words come out so smoothly like chords coming out of the top
of a newly tuned Steinway I could never get tired of you
you go to the IV
then to the ii and the V
you tell me stories I could listen to for hours
and you come back to the I
so nice to come home to
I hear you in the plucking of the bass
Between each note in that walking bass line
that smooth, strong sound I could get lost in
so gentle
like the ting of a cymbal
you keep me in time
one,
two,
three,
four
over and over again
yet no line is the same with you
so unique
I like you more than that girl from ipanema
and there will never be another you
So let me hear your song
whether it’s the sound of a thousand violins
or it might be the sound of your hello
that music I hear
makes me Misty
whenever you’re near