(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