The first part opens w/a simple melodic phrase
establishing a theme elaborated upon in the second section
the third part is a duet for clarinet & fuel pump
while the fourth & final section
takes us on a detour thru a wind tunnel
begging indulgence
without vows or refuge
LOVE TRIUMPHANT
a roll of the dice
such as would secretly engender
a tender sense of desperation
H e a r t & S o u l
A silver spoon (blue w/rust), dengue fever, & the legendary
paradox that left you untethered somewhere in the vicinity of the
lesser Antilles
clouds rearranging themselves
in anticipation of the next million dollar idea
dimension evoking divinity in hindsight
heaven for those who watusi in their sleep
& even if my heart's a boomerang w/yr name on it
I'm pledging my time & fancy footwork