Entry Fee

A thousand drinks of perfection
Things so right they couldn't be wrong

Oh yes there is the pain

What a small entry fee

For the pleasure of watching

A humming bird drinking from a flower
How can things be so perfect

A thousand loving glances

Between a woman and her dog

Age ravaging time

Threatening the abyss of timelessness
So much beauty

My heart beats faster than a humming bird's

Wings

A thousand beats

It's all there in the humming bird's hum

The jazz guitar rift

Ends in a vibrato too short for my heart
The fingers dance too quickly

My heart demands more vibrato

Yet I wonder what would happen if more