I hear jazz.
the jazz of the tide
the jazz of your eyes
the jazz of your heart
keeping time with mine
and it's blue.
I see jazz.
the jazz of the sky
at midnight and midday
the jazz of the passion behind your blue eyes
and it's blue.
I feel jazz.
the jazz of your touch
as our fingers dance against skin
the jazz of your lips
every time you move in
and it's blue.
And it's blue.
The blue that I feel and I see and I hear
The blue that dissolves my irresolute tear
The blue that keeps crashing in and rolling away
The blue that paints your eyes when you say
You're beautiful....
in blue
and I can't get back to why I can't feel or see or cry
the jazz
that is you
the jazz
in blue
when I'm without you.
you're the jazz.
you're blue.
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