Love Is A Speakeasy Poem by Butch Decatoria

Love Is a Speakeasy

1.

Love is a speakeasy
The secret joint where we get on

Where from under crawl spaces
And in between walls of bricks

None could ever ever tell us no
Here We let loose - Mr. Slick

Hey Cool Daddy, and Big Mama "Oh's! "
Drinking, music, drunk off jazz and soul

Love is a speakeasy
Not everyone knows,
but everyone should...
Go and let go.


2. (Loop)

Deep down
Down the steps
Step into the underground club
Club of jazz greats
Great Gatsby happens nightly
Nightly partake in raucous debauchery
Debaucheries of heathen heat
Heat exuding from the beat
Beat of drum and bass of hearts
Hearts of lovers in the dark
Dark corners hidden
Hidden from all eyes
Eyes who spy their kiss
Kiss of true love's wish
Wish made on fallen stars
Stars that bedazzle and awe
Awe and wonder romancing the night
Night that finds two in love
Loving' / is / a speakeasy
Speak easy with love....

Deep down
Down here where
The great Gatsby happens…