Night Music

The sound of the bone rang thru the night air
The horns kicked in and started to wail
Lovers holding hands and smiling
Lovers in the throes of passion
Music filled the air, crisp it cut

The sound of her voice
The sex of her voice rang out
Drums beating in time a tribal rhythm
The french quarter filled with the sounds of laughter, drink

Their shadows danced on the walls
Their primal urges were to be fed
The sweat of their bodies kept time with the music
Their mouths satisfying their desires

Scatting their moans with the vocals of the Jazz
A pulse, a rhythm, a cadence of soul
The night came with a release of their lust
A release as they fell into each others arms
A passion released as they closed their eyes