Jazz

Jazz

 

A scribble here,

a doodle there.

The hand moves,

helps the needle find the grooves.

 

Jazz in the air,

You play with your hair,

Bite your lip.

I get courageous and caress your hips.

 

I lose myself,

books fall off the shelves,

I sweat

and you’re wet.

Reviews

[plainme]

great atmosphere in here.. great flow!

[Inda]

Thanks, glad you liked it.

[quinfinn]

well, if this is jazz...i can hardly wait to see rock n roll! awesome write!

[Inda]

Thanks, glad you reviewed! Rock n Roll I'll do later. :)

[quinfinn]

groovy!