The flair of jazz halls
That rock me
Through and through in sleep

I cherish each sonnet
Spilled from saxophone and trumpet
In the company of keys
Unified in their quest to convey

I cannot fail
In their vast reach
Tenderly conjuring
Each swell of harmony and emotion

The spirits of struggles
Long ago
Are bound only
To their ceaseless mourning

Loyally, I’ll journey for the midnight glare
Where history rejoins us
Where passion blooms, booms, and blares