Mixed in the breeze of April dusk winds
Floating high above
A sweetened melody seeps in all around
It must be a saxophone love.
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Your title totally tempted me into reading this one, both my sons and I play saxophone, it truly does touch the soul. My sons are known as the Jazz Boys, always have beautiful music surrounding me. Your poem is so tenderly and soulfully beautiful, my mind soaring into the atmosphere of it's rhythm. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
I just had to read this one. My brother plays saxaphone... when he does I've seen all ages of people get up and dance. Saxaphone love? So true.
You have that feeling, which I love. Technically the poem needs slight improvement, though. But it is the feeling that matters.... wonderful.
Oh that sweet, so sweet jazz that tickles my ears What heavenly music it seems It fills my heart with joy and adoration It brings contentment in my dreams. I shall to easily surrender to the tempting siren that beckons my soul That saxophone love, the majestic splendor making proper ladies become wild vamps. i loved these verses in your poem. it is soulful poetry., you make my mind soar to the heights of lovely music. thank you.