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photo via Pixabay
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Amore
Her dress was tight, hugging every curve
Pumps bumping as she strolled in from
the cab at the curb, evening Miss
the Doorman grinned, best hurry,
the Set is about to begin
Making her way to a table next to the stage
She smiled at the trumpet player half her age
Crossing her legs and exposing a thigh
the admiration on his face he couldn’t deny
The waitress brought her a glass of Sloe-Gin
Her eyes on the trumpeter, over the rim
He was no Miles, but he sure could blow
A Cat at the bar hollered Go Man, Go!
After his set, he made his way to her chair
Smiling down at her, smoothing his hair
My name is Latimore, mind if I sit
She nodded the OK, licking her lips
They made idle chit chat until his next set
I’ll be back, he said, don’t leave yet
She blew him a kiss, heading for the door
Slipping him her number and name, Amore
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Aurora M. Lewis is a retiree, having worked in finance for 40 years. In her fifties she received a Certificate in Creative Writing-General Studies with Honors from UCLA. Aurora’s recent poems, short stories, and nonfiction were accepted by The Literary Hatchet, Jerry Jazz Musician, The Copperfield Review, and Gemini Magazine, to name a few. She self-published her first book, Jazz Poems, Reflections on a Broken Heart in 2021 and it is available on Amazon.
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Listen to the 1962 recording of Freddie Hubbard playing “Weaver of Dreams,” from the Blue Note album Ready For Freddie [Universal Music Group]
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