Poetry

I blow tiny
jazz kisses
onto your
sweet petunia
lips

flutter delicious
notes into
lazy daisy ears

soft breath
puffs bluesy
tunes onto the
nape of a
lovely
curvy neck

I smell
bold begonias
whisper pink
secrets through
gyrating eyes

I roam
the flowers
blooming from
every luscious
groove

I pluck
the bows of
deep swing
heart strings

I blow
rose pedal
jazz kisses
from my
tippy tip
to teeny toe

Music Selection:
Esperanza Spalding, Little Fly

Oakland
3/1/12
jbm