Blake
Comes alive
On Sunday night
Rhythms
Bouncing
Off the walls
Pulsating
Through the floors
Tones
Firm and strong
In-between
An original song
Blues
Come alive
On Sunday night
Melodies
Shaking
In my soul
Quiet voices
Patching holes
Hot Energy
Quarters the cold
Sunshine tones
This winter’s night
Beholden
Brothers
Come alive
On Sunday night
Pure dynamism
Sheer delight
Natural rhythms
Swinging about
Time and space
In this jazz-cave lost
Raw music love
Caught
On the spot
For Anders, Per and Tomas the trio, Fat Cotton
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-01-22.
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