The Saxophone Player

January 20, 2019

His long slender hands,

Pressed on the keys,

As he played that beautiful brass saxophone,

The melodious music dancing into my heart.

My love can you understand how much I care for you?

“Why yes my butterfly, as my music enters your heart with ease”.

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