A Taste of Body Art

they said she could move the stars
but she had forgotten
how to sing the blues

she savored his tattoos
asking him to dance with her
for the last time

and then she heard a song
in the tapping of his shoes
for they had known all along

how to sing the blues

Published by A Blog To Regret

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