MUSIC MEN MEDICINAL: MEASURES OF JAZZ

DROPS OF JAZZ

Breezing through the door's cracks
Elliot's sax roughs my skin; goosed into bumps
the shiver tells my heart to increase the pace.
Sultry calls flatten resistance as over I go
to melody. 

Botti's stirring horn faintly lulls, reconstructing
senses faulty.  Pinpointed, bitter fades, passion
strengthens, need is expressed, desire is stoked,
tenderness is gathered,  promises are sent, touches
trace, lips brush, buds are soothed open as tastes
brandied move down...warm.

The door opens in winter bringing an inrush of strummed
spring.  In the manner of Montgomery, Bowman's licks
say what I cannot while Harisim's keyed repute and strawberry
accompaniment spread zest across
my inhale.

Torres' sumptuous flute seduces the block ordering
memories into corners  - as an infrared tissue massage
of thrumming bass entices steps from snow
to Meadows swaying on the reed.