The Saxophonist Poem by Andhy Shakespeare

Sound'd lovely lilt
So comfort in ear
So soft to obsess soul
The lilt of it feelth covering mee
'til making mee feeling something
Felt... As if I be flying in the air
Felt... As if my soul be in nirvana

Eyes clos'd...
Soul feelth tranquil...
Body feelth dancing slowly...
To enjoy the lovely melody
So graunt thou art
O the saxophonist...

Thou mak'st gold lilt
Thou mak'st it like as thou lov'st thyself
Thou mak'st it with love
How graunt thou art
O the saxophonist...

Thy gold lilt ne'er die
Each sound'd in ear
It mak'th mee being swung in the air
It be really melody of heaven

Thy gold lilt be gold
Ne'er be abil to be chang'd by ages
Yet... Thyown anaesthetiz'th all ages

Thy gold lilt be in my soul
Thou art the true saxophonist

O my legend... Kenny G