John Coltrane in the Morning

In the morning there's always something brewin' up
In the morning there's always coffee
In the morning there's always something building up
In the morning.

Packed in between the concrete walls
there is always space enough
for two lovers
to hear
all aboard!

And from the honks of some pissed off driver
There's time to sip and smoke our cigarettes
There's time
To make preparations
To begin a new day.

But there's one more thing
A ton more things – and it's that I need this
this love
Completely
because some times
there's too much space between two people
to just wait ceaselessly for the concrete walls to come crashing down
because in between these walls
remember -
the pressure is brewin'
it's building.
And we must escape
The two of us
together
up into the world
before John Coltrane drowns out
toot toot and All aboard!

But before we miss our train
We'll miss each other.
For this moment
that's why we are here
with John Coltrane reminding us
to brew
to build.

We'll catch our train
just in time
if we leave
just enough space
for more love in our hearts
a ton more
to build and brew
to share
with each other.

Words of jazz,
Precious allegory
To improvise with who we are not.

To pose the streams
With Unrelenting madness
of spontaneous cliff-falls
Potential brass

Jazz musicians
Study in lonely grottos
notes repeat
but not the same way

Where they have no words
they may never meet
but in the stream between sounds
not even whispered

Let us meet repeat
Never the same way
embellishment you
embellishing me,
until each our embellishments
never stumble.