Not Just Jazz By The Bay
When the heart’s feeling heavy. When the sky is a hint of endless blue. When you can feel the warm October sun on your skin. When you’re having a conversation with the almost empty wine glass and that last cigarette. When you walk through a glade and see names carved in trees. When your heart flutters to the phone ringing. When you dream of meadows. That’s when you will hum … Continue reading “Not Just Jazz By The Bay” →