(Not the prompt, oops) This reminds me of Pink Panther The pulsing beat As I’m sitting here Under the red light Next to my sweet company I forget every small insignificant trouble I’m present
I sway my body Protected under my scarf Looking over every stranger His saxophone catches my eye And beneath the color, it’s mesmerizing I like it here
Red often reminds me of fear and anger Harsh memories Red will remind me of jazz from now on To move in love
This moment won’t last forever And I’m jealous of the me right now Who gets to live in this second forever Sitting on a fickle chair Sipping on a yam drink
I feel reborn after that escalating beat The type of desired rythm that I lust for Your music makes me feel colors Blue and purple And somehow
