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In Gloomy Clubs with....

Shadowy corners, and....

A faded decor, with a... stained, sawdust floor.

A somber saxophone echoed .....the, blues.

While nicotine stained walls, silently .......flickered and, watched.

Listening..... to, secret lovers.

As they laughed, and they talked.

I stared through candles flame,

At, pair of sparkling, blue eyes.

And.

I drank in, your smile.

I'll cherish, the moment...

That's a, sweet memory.

Of something once shared.

Now never spoken .....by, you or me.

Or .....

Those 

Old yeller walls.

Giajl © Jim Love