The Slow Fade of Love

She taught me once to sing

A quiet tune, always

The contours of her body —

Indescribable but known to tongue and taste.

I suffered for music.

My ink speaks my regret.

~ by Benji on 17 FriAmerica/Los_Angeles2018-07-13T03:12:03-07:00America/Los_Angeles07bAmerica/Los_AngelesFri, 13 Jul 2018 03:12:03 -0700 2017.

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