Music Night

Would you for me, please Samba?
It ain’t Rumba,
It’s those strings on that guitar,
Of Carlos Santana.

Samba for who?
Samba for you,
Samba Pa Ti,
My lovely.

If those cords was words,
Come dance with me, 
Through this bout of uncertainty, 
This dark corridor,
This neon lit, mystery,

Samba Pa Ti,
Lovely,
Through all this unfamiliarity.

MM.

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