Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Loving Sinatra

Sinatra sings about world on a string
on an old LP, a rare live recording
a performance just for you
there is Scotch on the rocks
a smokey Jazz club
you finally get it
there is that string in question
all around your fingers
If only you could be in that world
of checkered floors
abandoned rituals of swing
the wooing of black and white movies
but wait, you are.
Sinatra. Scotch. A rainy afternoon.
Gable thrown in for good measure.
and all of the world on a string
for you to pull.

1 comment:

phatichar said...

Oh, but wouldn't you care for a dash of Bogart and Stewart thrown into that concoction, m'dear? :-)

Wonderful mood built-up.