This is the first poem that I wrote that was accepted by my publisher, William A. Rieser. It was published in an anthology called Epiphanies and Other Absurdities. It can be purchased in Borders Books, amazon.com, and Barnes and Noble. I really tasted this drink. The rest of the scenario was fiction.
Chocolate Martinis
It was at The Blues Alley jazz cabaret
Where I heard your solo, 'Round Midnight, play.
Floating on that melodic, saxual groove
I'd undulate in my seat and perpetually move.
In a blue lit corner, solitaire,
I'd sip chocolate martinis, something rare.
Swaying to and fro to Monk's subtle beat
You'd emanate passion and pulsate heat.
Rising in the crescendo of what was you
The mood felt so grandiose and so new.
Everything came together with a soft and moist kiss.
You and those martinis just couldn't miss.
We rode on the wave of smooth mystical jazz
On the crest of a love that no one else has.
That feeling was happy. We were really just fine,
Drinking chocolate martinis instead of red wine.
Later on when I'd think of the time that we met
The jazz scene was one that I'll never forget.
There you were with that sax. What a wonderful pair!
I sipped chocolate martinis and loved you right there.
Barbara Lois Fullard © 2005
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