Have You Ever Been a Saxophone

                                           By Kalamu ya Salaam

a breath blown

softly intoned through curved metal

tubing blew in dazzling duo with the germane glow of life

gleaming in the gloaming of a gardenia-honeyed evening

have you ever

been a song sung in lyrical falsetto

a melody of sensitivity and sincerity

ear caressing, confessing yes, yes love is a sweet wonder

have you ever

ridden a funky rift with the amazing grace

of a soft shoe toe tapper patting out a discreet beat

as you lightly and politely step through the gentle rush

of the erotic movement of slow sucking the tender of ten tan toes

have you ever

nimbly negotiated complex changes

with moves so smooth you make silk seem rough

as you unerringly address each emotional moment calling coitus

by its familiar names like saying heart be still, skin stop trembling

when i come to see you i'm running cause walking is much too slow

have you ever

been a saxophone, a red saxophone gently blown tenderly as red tyler

resplendently fingering the keys of our feelings, his horn a house

of joy from which dew drops as he smiles, winks and slips unobtrusively

back into the mouth of god, the only womb from which such a magnificent

musician could possibly issue

alvin red tyler, a red saxophone

when i grow to full maturity, that's the sound i want to be!