Read Poem: The Blue-Gray Sky, by Carlos Perez

I stare up at the blue-gray sky,
listening to the tune of the sultry sax,
thinking of your sexy smile
that still makes me blush,
and releases my captured soul
to the memory of your spirit,
a spirit that asked for little,
but to share its sensual embrace.

Determined to be free,
my spirit resisted that sweet serenity
and forced you to flee to another,
allowing me to sit here all alone
listening to that sultry sax,
playing my soul’s melancholy tune
which resonates within an empty shell,
as it stares up at the blue-gray sky.

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