"PLAY IT AGAIN SAM!"A Poem by kittyLike dominoes one writer's posting can trigger off another writers ability to compose. We inspire each other ~ hopefully! "PLAY IT AGAIN, SAM!" ~ Yesterday, once more. Play it again Sam. Play that tune again!. In a smoke fille room, midst half filled chair(s) nostalgia can surely be found there. Two lovers once sat ~ holding hands, by the flicker of candle light ***. Across the table she looked into eyes of deepest blue He held her soft and delecate hands >>> with fingers slender finished off in crimson hue. But for Sam on saxophone ~ they were alone. Moments like these you could easily clone. Slow sips of Bourbon or finest wine After au dervs ~ never intended to dine! Ambiance sets the mood for romance>>> "Just hold me closer as we dance!" "Play it again Sam, caress your Saxaphone ... for the lady wears red ~ she'll sleep alone ~ on a tear filled pillow ~ no one to call her own!" Note: Happy endings are always fine but these scensrios are the realities of time. for as I compose in woeful prose these exist ~~~~heaven knows! Created @ 7.50AM Wednesday 15th November 2017
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