Treasure Island

Angel A. Lockwood

(07//64 / Nyc)

Jazz Brunch


An afternoon
The temperature
Warm and clear
The music waves floating
The airways as the ocean
Human souls, vivid as poetry
In motion
Jazz Brunch
Where good food as great music
Is the devtion

Submitted: Sunday, August 04, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 05, 2013
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