so-ho-sweet

if your heart was dying fast, you didn't know what to do.
you whisper that it wont last.

I'm prayin it lasts.

I would rather live life than learn about it.

I may not know every detail of the respiratory system

but I still know how to breath.

and even breathing takes a close second

to the circulatory system,

my heart can pump blood,

as well as compose love.

Oh, silver tree!
Oh, shining rivers of the soul.

In a Harlem cabaret
Six long-headed jazzers play.
A dancing girl whose eyes are bold
Lifts high a dress of silken gold.

Oh, singing tree!
Oh, Shining rivers of the soul!

Were Eve's eyes
In the first garden
Just a bit too bold?
Was Cleopatra gorgeous
In a gown of gold?

Oh, shining tree!
Oh, silver rivers of the soul!

In a whirling cabaret
Six long-headed jazzers play.

* Jazzonia by Langston Hughes

I'm going to conquer the world.