My jazz

Listening jazz,
Nice and smooth as much as my soul.
Feeling the jazz,
Beating deep in my heart.

Breathing the smell of the jazz,
With a sense so superior.
Touching the jazz,
Laid down smoothly on my lover's skin.

Looking at my jazz,
As I’m looking at the mirror.
Seeing all about my jazz,
Because it's all around me.

Living with the jazz,
In the way I’m writing about it.
Writing about the jazz,
Just because I’m really listening.

St.