Improvisation

On the corner, where the neon lights shine,

Music whispers in the rhythm of the line.

Feet tapping, hearts clapping, the night's alive,

In this moment, we let the beat survive.

Improvisation, let the notes run wild,

No script, no plan, just the heart of a child.

One take, one breath, let the soul ignite,

In this bebop world, we play 'til the morning light.

Scat singing, the saxophone wails and moans,

The piano dances, the bass carves out tones.

Every second’s fleeting, a chance we seize,

A storm of sound that’s born on the breeze.

Turn up the heat, let the cymbals crash,

Feel the rush, feel the flash,

We’re all just notes, tangled in a song,

Lost in the chaos, where we all belong.

The trumpet flares, a spark in the dark,

A voice in the void, a fire, a mark.

Eyes meet eyes, no need to explain,

In this music, we’re all the same.

So play on, let the night carry you away,

In the rhythm of freedom, we’ll forever stay.

Every beat, every note, a chance to be free,

In the dance of sound, that’s where I’ll be.