With life ahead, I’ll go to sea again.
I’d like to cruise to Corsica this year
If just to curl my toes into the sand,
to feel my legs relax in fleeting waves,
to furl my hair like sails into the wind.
I’d like to touch the brightly glinting shells,
When Bernie wakes at 6 a.m.
there's a piano on his chest
and Erroll Garner's playing "Misty."
Sinatra's on the headboard
and Krupa's in the corner
painting on the drums.
The music is magnificent.
Once the song is over