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| Summer Night, Albert Bloch (1913) |
The summer nights play on and on
You move like a sax solo
languid in the heat
dreamy, bluesy
Like a sleepy cat you stretch
The air wicks off notes of jasmine
honeysuckle
into the thickness
We wait
for the ending measures of summer
with sweat in our eyes
and syncopated heartbeats
while the summer nights play on
and on.
