It was soft twilight –

almost night

when the golden affair began


There were others they say

in the home of Jay

but I saw only Leanne


The organ was playing

and someone was saying

            that Jay should perform the cancan


He jazzed by ear

but I did not hear

            until it was played by Leanne


Then the music soared

with forte chords…

            the piano obeyed her commands


It cried in pain

then danced again

            the ivories loved her hands


We talked and laughed

I felt the shaft

            of Cupid – little man


It was all most unclinical

I stopped being cynical

            and fell in love with Leanne

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