gentle song like red pinot

oh and I remember, "lets paint at the
jazz club," she said, where the wine is free and served
under age, "look, water!" in the corner,
no, no,
here,
lets drink this wine instead
"ok lets"
so here comes the man at the piano as the
drummer begins,
we drink our wine and the waitress smiles,
brings us another.
they begin to play a song,
as the people walk by looking through the large windows.