Through the smoky denseness I can feel your bluesy grip. The smooth thump of your groove eases into my body and I begin to sway. No words are spoken Yet I know exactly what you are saying. Your melody engulfs me and works me into a frenzy. I find myself doing a slow sensual grind with my hips to the rhythm you are giving me. At the close of the night I lay in my bed. I still hear the sweet sounds of earlier as I drift into sleep. I dream jazz.