A Little Night Music

By the edge of the sea,
Nighttime breezes
cool my memories of you.
My mind burning in
thoughts of our early passions.

The waves softly singing love songs.
As they break on my bare feet.
Someone is playing Bolero on a flute.
The notes falling cool like rain
I can feel their fingers
caress my heart.

The salty air purifying my senses
breaking into old memories
of lovers
never lasting never found.
Someone is playing Bolero on a flute
Note by note
touching my soul
I feel the music’s passions
red and on fire.

I need the sultry air
to drown my needs.
Reflection of moon and starlight
Sparkle on the waves.
Now uneasy at this intrusion
but spellbound.
It is beautiful.
Soft and gentle yet passionate.
In the distance on this summer night.
Someone is playing Bolero on a flute
And my heart is breaking.