From The Jazz To The Blues

By: Taylor Kaufmann

We dance to the slow soothing jazz,

the old record spinning around again.

Our record and our song,

I watch as the jazz seeps through her veins.

But her heart is dedicated to the blues,

her heart beating to the slow-moving rhythm

Of the August jazz under the 

warm, setting summer sun.

To the February blues under the 

cold winter moon, arising.