Sounds of night

Smooth jazz and legs crossed over each other as I lay on this pillow

Thoughts of you flow through my mind like this wind across my face

If it wasn’t for time and space I’d be next to you 

Singing soft songs of hope and infatuation 

Pouring out my so called plans for life

Soaking up all of your intellect 

Absorbing all your knowledge 

Letting you absorb mine

I guess until then 

I’ll be listening

To smooth


                              By  C L Cunningham

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