moon mantra in b minor (with blues funk guitar)

M was never any Older than required. Often mistaken for a much younger woman, she Needlessly wondered the night.   Buoyant she strolls down avenues unknown Occasionally stopping to admire the silence. Ushering past darkened doorways with a glance, it’s Non-consequential what’s behind them. Decency requires she be   Carefully attired on her walks, past…