To Chet
Blue sky
Not a single cloud
And…
A trumpet proclaims love
Of the unlimited kind
By the sea side
Beside the unlimited realm
Only confined
By time
I guess
I must confess
I love
The music of Chet
And that also
Invested a lot
To obtain
Informal texts
Definitive novels
Faked love poems
All awful texts
With some friends
To learn
That a trumpet
Can contain
Whole worlds
And that…
Every mind
Is a God’s eye
And that…
Every soul
Is worth to save
To Chet Baker
VABM December 20, 2014
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