The restaurant tonight had a live salsa band
Their enthusiasm; as intoxicating as the Pisco Sour in hand
The old man on the bongos felt like an old friend
As he banged and he belted each tune to the end
The other percussionist made eyes at a table
The guitarist played as if in front of a record label
The bass player at the back merely shrugged and grooved
Their vibes were on point, and I approved