Jazz Night in a Rock Club

In the heart of the night, where the shadows play, A rock club pulses, alive with the sway, Neon lights flicker, a vibrant display, As the crowd gathers round, the music’s bouquet.

On the stage, she stands, a vision of grace, With a microphone poised, she takes her place, Her voice, a smooth river, flows with embrace, Each note a soft whisper, each chord a warm trace.

When the last note lingers, the silence takes hold, The crowd erupts, their cheers bold and uncontrolled, For tonight they have witnessed a story retold, Of jazz in a rock club, a magic to behold.

So here's to the nights when the genres entwine, When a female vocalist makes the stars align, In the heart of the city, where dreams intertwine, Jazz night in a rock club, forever divine.