A Slice of Love or What?



A magic beyond any defined line,

Greater than the galaxy

Spread across the sky.

Dance, my love, like the moon;

Touche, for our earthly pride!

When you rejoice

I fall into the light,

But right after the beat,

You’ll have me on your sight.

Repetition seems to be our only common Jazz.

Are we still furious at the little slice of our life?

A tear dropped on a key of the piano.

Who knows who’s humming now,

You, me or fools like us staring at the infinite?