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Toe Tapping Rhythms.
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MARCH 2018 Toe Tapping Rhythms.
May just...
Cause, the ice to rock.
In, half filled glasses.
And all the while, I know......
Sitting alone.
My baby, don’t care, no ...... more.
Where is my angel ?
Where’s s that tantalising touch.....
I’m left desolare.
If
I sang the blues.
What’d be,
the, song you might hear ?
Mournful .....soulful .....
As
The sound of tinkled, ivory.
Fills, the grey smoky clouds,
of
Nicotine’d air.
My
Eyes are closed.
My
Heart full of despair...
My body still
Just, drifting along.
Giajl © Jim Love
